There’s a ketamine treatment clinic nearish my area. They do low, controlled doses of ket to help treat depression.
They had a billboard for awhile. The main thing you could see driving by was “DEPRESSED? TRY KETAMINE!” with the clinic name in small text down below. My first thought was “Well, fuck, yeah, can’t be depressed if you’re deep in the k-hole.”
After an accident I was given ketanest in the ambulance. Not sure if the trips are at all similar but I found it really fucking strange. The engine sounds amplified into a sort of weighted blanket of noise, then every sensory input became mixed up and turned into sort of moving bricks I both heard and saw, that went on for what felt like eternity with the bricks stacking ever higher on my senses.
Then we arrived at the hospital and they had my mega fucked leg returned to its normal position and fixed into an inflatable splint thing while I had felt nothing. Was an interesting experience.
I remember when it was first being explored for depression treatment that was sort of the idea - it showed promise in very, very serious cases where it could be used as a first step to get a bit of distance from one’s mental state and a leg up so to speak, opening up room for other kinds of treatment to follow.
Now there’s a huge industry where they’re trying it in all sorts of applications, and having used it a bunch recreationally I have some scepticism towards its efficacy in every area.
There’s a ketamine treatment clinic nearish my area. They do low, controlled doses of ket to help treat depression.
They had a billboard for awhile. The main thing you could see driving by was “DEPRESSED? TRY KETAMINE!” with the clinic name in small text down below. My first thought was “Well, fuck, yeah, can’t be depressed if you’re deep in the k-hole.”
After an accident I was given ketanest in the ambulance. Not sure if the trips are at all similar but I found it really fucking strange. The engine sounds amplified into a sort of weighted blanket of noise, then every sensory input became mixed up and turned into sort of moving bricks I both heard and saw, that went on for what felt like eternity with the bricks stacking ever higher on my senses.
Then we arrived at the hospital and they had my mega fucked leg returned to its normal position and fixed into an inflatable splint thing while I had felt nothing. Was an interesting experience.
I remember when it was first being explored for depression treatment that was sort of the idea - it showed promise in very, very serious cases where it could be used as a first step to get a bit of distance from one’s mental state and a leg up so to speak, opening up room for other kinds of treatment to follow.
Now there’s a huge industry where they’re trying it in all sorts of applications, and having used it a bunch recreationally I have some scepticism towards its efficacy in every area.
It’s true. I was not depressed when i visited Pluto in a khole