The science of opinion ...

*L*  No, nothing quite that 'heavy duty'.
Best description I can offer is Pink Floyd's "comfortably numb".
Lying on my side, watching the screen, making the occasional observation (or absurdvation), aware of the activity behind my behind.
Absolutely bombed, watching the show on the screen.

"You doing alright?"

"You can make it Better? *drugged chuckle*  Please do."

*bemused laugh from 'back there'*

PCP?  Once...which was Enough.
'Acid'?  Got bored with everything looking like it was composed of polyethylene.  Only entertaining during the initial 'rush' state.
After that, just resigned to being awake for the interval beyond, went on with whatever occupied the time.
Left it behind long ago.

Would only consider it again at the very end...of me.  There had been studies done in Europe in the late '60s'~early '70's by therapists to see if it helped 'end of life' patients deal with the inevitable.

There were some positive signs that it did; 'ego-death' prior to the real deal was the point of the studies.  The thought was that the fear of the end of 'me' was the big issue; that death was natural, the normal result of being alive in the first place....

We only become aware of being alive @ birth, that it's part of that process that we should expect to cease awareness @ death.

Christian theology teaches otherwise...(I was raised Catholic, BTW)
Science and the pursuit of the mysteries of the composition of matter, energies, and all that makes up the universe shows how little we know of it.  How all of this immensity that we occupy on this dinky particle of a planet actually works.

At the end of it...all we can really do is accept it.
It's impressive that we're capable of asking the questions. *G*

But, we're still just Smart.  Not as Wise as we ought to be. ;)

(And how much further can we get 'off topic'. *L*)

asvjerry,

Cocaine "derivatives" (not quite, but its cousins so to say) are usually used for "not-mind-altering-anesthesia". Think local, topical, spinal, etc. PCP cousin (ketamine) could make you talk gibberish while not really being there. Not that I have an answer, or that it matters, but just like that heart attack and pacemaker. Apples in the apple bag, oranges to orange bag. Well, maybe you can ask what it was so, in case you need it next time, you can pick and choose.

Hi! Is this the Dr. Phil Show? How does it feel to have to come here? Does it help to have someone to talk to? I think I felt better when I was locked up in the hospital. I used to think my life was a tragedy. Now I realize it’s a comedy. I’m thinking of asking the doctor to increase my medication but I’m already seven different medications. 😬

"Hi! Is this the Dr. Phil Show?"

Not quite. Audition for your character is third door to the left. "To Fuse or to Cable" thread.

*G* I’m not a fan of DerPhil...and when in the hospital for any length of time I obviously chafe to get sprung from the joint ASAP...

There’s sick people there.!
 I may be contrary, ’odd’, ’different’, but not sick. *hmph* (Well, nobody buys that...shucks...*L*)

geo, I take 10 meds daily...none of which are ’entertaining’ in the least.
Two of which (Entresto & Eliquis) are normally not supposed to be taken in unison. I asked my cardio ’bout this:

"We feel the benefits outweigh the risks for you."

"Wonderful, Mark. I’ll have them carve that on my rock."
He’s gotten used to my amused irony...

As for my next coloncruise (since I obviously enjoyed That compound), it’s likely an excellent reason to Not employ it. It must be strange enough to stuff a instrument up someones’ tush; to have them enjoy it and wisecrack (pun!) through it has to be distracting...

Query: "How does it feel to have to come here? Does it help to have someone to talk to?"
Opinion: It depends upon what’s going on. If a topic strikes an interest or curiosity, I’ll look in. If it’s technical and of interest, I’ll scan to perhaps glean some knowledge; perhaps try to ask some pertinent if I can.
Some subjects seem to reek of the onus of starting a ’flame fest’; the ’cable conundrum’ is an infamous one...and things of that nature.

It’s how we end up responding to each other over some subjects, stretching over multiple pages, makes one wish for a marshmallow on a stick. The heat gets almost palpital....

...and occasionally I just feel the need to wisecrack....

"It’s just this little chromium switch....*clic*...y’all are So superstitious..."