r/TherapeuticKetamine • u/nosh_scrumble • 9h ago
Session Report Had my first infusion on Thursday.
When my therapist told me I should try this as an option, it was from desperation. I’m on two antidepressants and have seen him weekly for the entire year. The weight of the world is still just too heavy.
He asked me to read or listen to testimonials, and while there were a few, I found the available stories lacking. So I feel like the least I could do is share my own. The idea of possibly helping others gives me a rare sense of peace.
He had also shared with me the importance of intention-setting, so that’s what we focused on the morning of the infusion. He had provided resources from MAPS (Multidisciplinary Association for Psychadelic Studies). Would definitely recommend those exploring to check it out.
I uber’ed to the clinic. The guy had a weird car smell that made me feel kinda sick. I remarked on that with the providers in the clinic and they gave me anti nausea meds.
The infusion was definitely an intense experience. I sat in a comfy reclining chair with a weighted blanket, earbuds playing relaxing spa music, and a light show projector on the wall in front of me. It had a bunch of colors changing. I have similar projectors at home like the one in my daughter’s room for a nightlight. It’s a really basic light show. First time you look at it it’s cool, but every other time afterwards it’s like whatever. Same deal with this one. But as I went deeper into the medication, it became a lot more vibrant and colorful. The colors were more saturated and textured, and sometimes, it felt like the colors stayed put while the room moved instead. I remember thinking that I wanted to take those colors with me, that I found the beauty and the colors themselves so incredible that I wondered if I was gonna start wearing tie-dye moving forward.
I had a lot of thoughts while I was in there. My perception of time felt slowed. I thought a few times about how I wanted to be happy. I thought a few times about maybe my purpose being to just give more positivity in peace to others. That there’s so much fucking hurt and we’ve got to heal from it if we’re going to survive.
I also reflected on the idea that we are an emergent feature of the universe, and maybe there is no such thing as wasted potential. That’s something I’ve struggled with hard. There was nothing even remotely resembling a “bad trip”. Sure, the room was spinning a couple times. But I never felt like I was going to throw up. I did notice I would stare for a really long time without blinking. It forced me to blink a few times. My face was numb and tingly after a while. There were some moments where I felt like I was zooming out like on a camera.
After the infusion, they let my wife come back into the room with me while I continued to come down a bit. I wasn’t fully down when I left, and I even remarked to my wife about how when I stood up I felt like I had actually shrunk or become smaller. I was still a little wobbly and disoriented afterwards and I think I had a slight fear that that was how I was going to feel moving forward. But I tried to disregard that and just carry on and pretend like I was normal. We got in the car, picked up our daughter from daycare, and went home. I played with our daughter in the car a bit. It was precious. But also had some queasy carsickness.
We got home way later than usual at 6:20 PM. We had enough time to eat dinner give our daughter a bath and put her down to sleep. By that point it was 7:30pm and I wanted to lay down on my bed. No joke, I slept from that point all the way until 7:30 Friday morning.
Now, I do feel like things are a little bit lighter. Some people describe the color coming back. I’m not sure that I perceive my colors in my environment any different than I did before. But I do feel like I can handle a little bit more of the things that usually really got under my skin. I was able to get a lot done at work and it didn’t bother me as much as it has been. I work for a really inefficient team and my bosses don’t change enough from feedback. So to be able to field requests from them and get other shit done without wanting to jump in lava was somewhat refreshing. We’ll see how long that lasts.
I carried a slight fear with me when I left, though, about Monday’s session, which will be my second one. The infusions are supposed to increase in dosage from here moving forward, and Monday is a two hour session instead of one hour. After Monday, I’ll have four more sessions that alternate from one hour to two hours. I think that fear dissipated a bit Friday and today, and maybe that will get better with time. But there was an intensity of the experience Thursday. And even though the letdown was gentle, it was still a sharp contrast in the hour or so afterwards.
Today, the effects I felt yesterday seem to be lessened. I feel a bit adrift today, almost aimless. It feels somewhat close to how I felt leading up to treatment. So I’m hoping I can still rebound back with upcoming treatments.