She decided to switch from lunesta to Ambien, thinking it would be about the same. We had both heard about the side-effects, but didn’t really give it much thought.
As I mentioned in the site introduction, medication and alcohol both affect her really quickly. She had taken Ambien a couple of nights prior to the first night I was aware, or should say was made aware….
I came in from the gym, and found her half passed out at the computer. She was holding her head in her hands just kind of sitting there. I had no idea she had been taking Ambien, and really just thought she had one too many drinks. I noticed her favorite drink, half empty, on the desk in front of her and asked he how much she’d had. She said, “I don’t want to say anything to incriminate myself”, which just made me want to know more, so I pressed her for an answer, and she said “4 or 5, I lost count”.
This didn’t exactly make me happy, in fact it made me kind of angry. She told me that she had taken the Ambien and that it was just affecting her motor skills and that was what I was seeing, and the alcohol was just making her a little light headed. She was very logical and reasonable, and I told her that I didn’t want her to take the Ambien when I wasn’t around. I didn’t want her to get into trouble, or end up going out with her friends and getting into something she didn’t expect. She said “I’ll do whatever I want, whenever I want, and I’ll drink when I want, and fuck who I want”. I was shocked, hurt, angry, and tired. I didn’t sleep much that night, but she was in no condition to argue and I did my best to let it go.
The next day we talked about it and she didn’t remember any of it, and assured me that she wouldn’t take the Ambien when I wasn’t around and I was the only one she wanted. I knew that, but it felt good to hear it. It was all a very surreal and revealing experience, and I knew better what to expect from the Ambien, or so I thought. I hadn’t learned about the Ambien sex yet.
