Wow! Now That Was Some Kinda Trip!

It all started when we went to our local gas station and bought a package of Mystic Labs Delta-8 CBD gummies. I slipped one under my tongue, sat back and hoped for some relief.  That was not what I got.

To back up a bit, it has been determined by thoughtful and educated minds that a little “weed” can do wonders for dystonia.  Since I’m a person with dystonia, we said let’s give it a try. Where’s the harm?  

With that in mind, we bought some of the easily obtainable “gummies.”  We chose the mildest of all the gummy options on the shelf.  And there were many. Some up to 8 times the strength of the ones we bought.  Knowing that I’m highly sensitive to drugs, I even cut the gummy in half.  Two hours later, I was somewhere and someone I didn’t want to be.   The “trip” lasted at least six hours.   I hunkered down with a cat and let it ride itself out.  All under the safe guidance of the Mister.  It was not fun.

There would be those who would have said: “Just lie back and enjoy the trip.” “Get with the program.”  “Isn’t this why you bought the gummies in the first place?” 

They might be right about all of that but not at this time of my life.  And not for the reasons I bought the things to begin with.  They were meant to be calming and grounding agents, designed to mildly abate some of the dystonia issues I have.

During those six hours, I was not fit to drive, walk, think or make sense of anything.  It was a strong “hit” and an extended “trip” that I hadn’t planned on but it’s over and done with. 

My concern is no longer about me or my reaction to the stuff.  My concern is that I now know what’s there.  Just down the street.   On the shelves.  Inexpensive and available to all. 

 Aye, there’s the rub. At least in my mind.