hahaha! The first time I did an edible was a bit of home made stuff my daughter had left in cheesecloth at my home. I took what I thought was a tiny bit, nice and green. Since nothing had happened a good hour later, I took it again, a bit more this time. In short order, I was fairly convinced I was having a stroke. I could not go the the ER because that would leave my invalid son home alone, so I got in bed and prayed. Hours later, I could function again. I learned my lesson. Edibles are not my thing. I did try them for sleep for a few months, but I found the next day I was impaired energy-wise, so I discontinued that. I remember that I liked my dreams though. Boy is this conversation making me want to go have a hit or two.