When I (female) was in the 7th grade (12-years-old), I would experience nausea, vomiting, and extreme sleepiness after spending the night at the house of this particular friend (let’s call her “Erin”). This friend, also female, lived with her parents and her brother, who was 5 years older than us. After about 5-6 times experiencing these symptoms, my mom apparently noticed a pattern and sat me down to ask if I was drinking alcohol at Erin’s. I remember laughing at that question because I had never even tasted alcohol at that point in my life…but my mom’s question was super serious. I told her no and I thought that Erin’s multitude of rodent pets made me feel ill. This sounded suspicious to my mom, so she didn’t let me spend the night at Erin’s house anymore, but I was still allowed to spend the night at my other friends’ houses. One night I was with a group of friends and we had movie night at Erin’s house, then went to spend the night at my friend Sara’s house, where I had slept-over many times without any problems). The next morning, I came home sick (nausea, vomiting, extreme sleepiness) and my mom took me to the doctor to get checked-out. She told the doctor that she believed me when I said that I didn’t drink alcohol, but, given my “hangover” symptoms, apparently the doctor was incredulous and ran a blood alcohol test on me…which came back at 0 (surprise surprise). He said that they could test my blood for GHB/Rohypnol, but the if I ingested the substance, it would no longer be detectable in the blood. Given the circumstances, he informed my mother that I was likely “drugged” at Erin’s house, since that it the only commonality preceding my symptoms. There wasn’t enough evidence to show who drugged me and/or press any charges, so my mom just banned me from Erin’s house. I stopped going to Erin’s house completely and I have not experienced these symptoms since. After about 2 months of not going to Erin’s house, her older brother messaged me on FB and asked why I never came around anymore. He told me that he recorded some things on his DVR that I would like, so I should come over to watch them. I didn’t know what to say, so I deleted FB. I never told my parents about that message, but in hindsight, Erin’s older brother was likely preying on me.
