I awoke and noticed my parents had recently called. My grandmother is going to live. She's going to need much rehabilitation, but she's going to live. I would like to find a way to go visit, if they'd let me. My grandparents have talked to me on the phone and IM, but I don't know if they're ready to see me in person. I will wait a few months before approaching them with the idea.

The experience of the nutmeg was, all in all, a good one. I felt trippy and happy. Only mild visuals. Didn't get switchy like I do on pot or acid.

At one point I felt my entire body stripped to just bones. And the bones turned to ash. It sounds awful, but it actually was a nice feeling somehow.

The nutmeg flavor stayed with me longer than I'd have liked. The aftertaste is awful, but nothing compared with the actual taste. Putrid.

I feel extra groggy right now. I'm going to try to drink some coffee and wake up more. I'm still getting the mild visuals. I often get visuals right when I wake up, but this seems slightly more than normal.

I will probably do it again someday, but not for a while. The flavor is enough to make me hesitate as well as the facts that with heavy usage it can be a carcinogen and can become hepatotoxic.