Rufies.
From WiKi:
Flunitrazepam use causes several adverse effects in the user, including drowsiness, dizziness, loss of motor control, lack of coordination, slurred speech, confusion, and gastrointestinal disturbances, lasting 12 or more hours. Flunitrazepam impairs cognitive and psychomotor functions affecting reaction time and driving skill. The use of this drug in combination with alcohol is a particular concern as both substances potentiate each other’s toxicity.
Seems the bartender thought he was thanking me (or maybe Keith) for the big tip on our night’s tab by “buying my last drink” and slipping Rufies into it.
I’ve been drunk before (of course) and I know what that is like. I remember NOTHING that happened after the first few sips of that drink. Not. A. Thing. And apparently the night went on long, long, long after that and I scared Keith. Quite a bit.
Today, after hearing all about the night from Keith (and hearing *his* theory, that I had been slipped something by the bartender–I would never have thought of that), not ONE little glimmer of recollection happened. Nothing seemed familiar. Total, total, total blackout. And bizarre behavior. Very bizarre. And then after a day of (some) rest… vomit. Of course, there was nothing to throw up… just water… and then blood. Lots of blood. Some from a severe nosebleed, some from my insides elsewhere.
Gotta tell ya, I don’t understand how this stuff is considered recreational by ANYONE. It’s scary, evil shit and I am NOT thrilled with the guy who thought it would be funny to put me through this.
My friend used to pop those for fun but I have never done that. Doesn’t sound like I will anytime soon.
Hope you are feeling better.
Hey, that happened to Ben at Dan Tana’s one night (he thinks some guy nailed his drink thinking it belonged to the girl they were both chatting up or a revenge situation since the girl was talking to Ben more) and it also happened to me the night Eric and I went to Ultra Suede. I can’t believe a BARTENDER would do that though…that’s bad bar ethics/karma something fierce.
Get some Emergen-C or Gatorade…it really works wonders for that type of situation because it helps restore your electrolytes.
Wow! So sorry that happened to you, Bon. I was with Ben the night that happened to him at Tana’s. He was absolutely perfectly FINE and NOT drunk in the least when we left and then, BAM. I’ll let him fill in the blanks some time for you. It is a CRAZY crazy story!
On a lighter note, your post did remind me of a particular night the famous quote was phrased! “It’s all fun and games until someone loses the Casting Director!!!”
Teehee! LOVE you!!!