If I had ever done drugs it would have been a baddddd situation!!!
Luckily I’ve never even smoked a cigarette! I’ve had alcohol a few times but was always really nervous about it. Alcoholism runs deeeep in my family and I remember going to AA meetings with my aunt. Those meeting really had an affect on me and I never wanted my life to go down such a sad and difficult path.
I do think that part of the reason many members of my family have struggled with alcohol issues is that we have addictive personalities. My mom and her diet cokes, my brother and his cereal growing up, and me and my ice cream! Even more than just ice cream I get on “kicks” where I crave the same thing EVERY day for while. I go through a phase where I have to have Cinnamon Toast Crunch for breakfast, then Cherry Poptarts, then toast, then back to Cinnamon Toast Crunch again! I know it’s not the healthiest way to be (especially with the ice cream!) but at least I’m not “addicted” to anything that damages my body or mind.
In high school I dated a guy for three years who had an issue with marijuana. I know, I know people say you can’t be addicted but I think he was! He’d get high in the shower! Who does that unless you have a problem???
I never understood why people would do drugs or why they seemed to be so lazy. Well, after my laughing gas experience at the dentist I TOTALLY get it!!! I am affected by medication very easily (when I was recently sick I took the KIDS dose of Nyquil and was OUT for the whole night and was still out of it the next day). I don’t know if it’s just because drugs affect me so much or if the dentist was “hooking me up” but whatever it was I truly believe I was HIGH!!!
While laying in the chair breathing that junk in the lady was sitting in there the whole time administering it to me and I was so afraid to talk to her. I was scared I’d say something crazy. I became paranoid! I thought just licking my lips or moving my legs would make me seem nuts to her. I feared I’d talk too loud or too quiet or just say something off the wall.
My whole body felt tingly and it felt so good just to rub my skin! I sat there ever-so-often rubbing my thumb against my wrist (not too often b/c I was scared she’d notice) because it felt so tingly and awesome! My mind was racing to a million different places. I felt like I was back in high school (which was the last time I had dental work done where I got gas) and kept thinking about how hilarious it is that I’m married with a kid!
I also felt very, very lazy. It took SO much effort just to uncross my legs. I had to sit there and think “ok uncross now” and it felt like my leg weighed a ton. I only did it once because it seemed like too much effort to do it again. I totally got why Mark always seemed so out of it…it was too much effort for him to do anything!
Once the dentist started on the dental work (after what seemed like YEARS) it started to wear off and I, being the too-open person I am, made a comment to him about how awesome the gas was and how it’s a good thing I never tried any drugs! So the whole time he was working on me he talked about addicts he knew and people in his family who struggled with addiction issues.
It really was a crazy experience. After my work was done I thanked the girl for not talking to me while I was on the gas because I was worried I would have said something stupid (who knows I may have!). She said that the reason she didn’t speak to me was that the gas stops working when you open your mouth. She also said that all it does it relax you and won’t make you say anything strange. Sorry she was totally wrong about that! It did WAY more than relax me. I swear when I was sitting there breathing that stuff in the music they were playing sounded like a foreign language with a studder issue and when I heard people talking in the hall it sounded like a thousand echos!
Afterward I felt normal again. Of course I had cavities filled on both sides of my mouth so I was numb and looked like Two-Face from Batman with my mouth all curved funny when I went straight from the dentist to get my hair done. I know after my experience that I need to be careful whenever Kye gets work done because he may be affected by medicine the same way I am and I don’t want my kid to become some laughing gas junkie!