It is not specifically a human phenomenon, the use of chemicals, to help and support the body. It is, however, a much more complicated field of study for humans. Most species react the same exact way to a drug that any other member of their species would. Many of our species have found specific drugs that cause only minor physiological side effects despite their potency. The system of the non-human body has multiple unrelated systems that are unaffected by one specific drug or another

Humanity on the other hand, is a different story.

The cocktail of chemicals in the human brain integrate into a system that provides the body with a perfect storm of reactions. While most aliens only experience the physiological side effects related to the action of the drug upon an injury , say a numbing sensation or the reduced motility of digestion, humans are some of the only known species to experience extreme psychological effects due to drugs.

In many cases humans will present with wildly different reactions to the same drug as presented in this paper. Though, I find that the most interesting drug reaction, in humans to be those that take place in the brain, specifically the ones causing, or related to sedation, weather that sedation b mild or complete.

.... Let's be honest though, I mostly just find it entertaining.

***

The board of surgical experts was getting ready to convene their conference about human anatomy when it happened. The Summit was taking place on the rundi homeworld courtesy of the GA council. Humanity had proven to be the most difficult species to treat, not simply for their staggering ability to stay alive, but for the numerous drug actions and reactions that could take place in the body.. Rill had been planning to do a lecture during the session, but as per usual, he was cut off by the humans.

The council doors thundered open and one of the marines ran into the room causing quite a stir. Those clinicians who had never before seen a human gasped in shock and awe at the creature's powerful speed and grace. He came skidding to a stop at the center of the room, barely winded head turning, dark eyes frantically searching the room and zeroing in on Krill, who stood at the front of the auditorium.

"Kill, Krill, something happened. We need your help like, right now.."

If krill had had the capability to roll his eyes, he would have. Taking care of humans was a disaster sometimes. The rest of the auditorium took to their feet in curiosity and, fear, in some cases.

"What happened now?" he wondered

The marine rubbed the back of his head a little sheepishly, "Well uh, we were just messing around."

"Save me the story and get to the point."

The marine's shoulder;s slumped, "The commander dislocated his shoulder."

The room muttered in some confusion.

Krill sighed, "Of course he did because who else would it be." He turned back to look at the other assembled medical professionals, "Well come now, class. It seems that today has favored us with a perfect teaching opportunity."

Hesitantly the rest of the medical professionals followed watching the human prowl along before them with some trepidation.

They found the human sitting outside on the steps of the GA headquarters cradling his arm in one hand as two others attempted to help him support the it, "Shit, shit shit, this hurts." The man moaned piteously. One of the assistants shifted as he saw the group of doctors coming, but quickly returned to position as the human yelped in pain, "Shit, not like that...... " Many of the medical professionals had never heard a human distress call before. It was a surprising amalgamation of moaning, hissing and the occasional yip, not to mention the strangely random words, that later had to be explained as profanities.

Krill took charge immediately moving up around the side of the human and dropping down to examine the injured limb.

"Morning doc." The human said voice unusually slow.

Krill thumped him lightly over the back of the head, "always, always you. Every single time I am busy your body decides to malfunction."
The human mewed pitifully.

A hand raised, "is hitting them in the head part of the treatment."

Krill sighed, "Only for this one." He moved over to the side of the human pulling up the strange fibrous covering to reveal the horrible disfigurement below. The medical professionals gasped and muttered in surprise. The skin about the upper limb was bowed upwards unnaturally the arm held awkwardly out before him. What horrible accident could have caused an injury like that.... Well they couldn't have said. It would be a horrible issue to have for the rest of his life.

Krill prodded around the skin, "Can you feel this."

The human nodded. Despite what must have been excruciating pain the human had now become very quiet. Its single, wide green eye, the other one was covered by some sort of strange patch, was glassy and distant. When he was asked a question, his answers were clear and concise but very slow.

"alright , the group of you pick him up and bring him inside, try to keep that arm still." They watched in surprise as a team of humans coordinated themselves to pick up their fellow, grabbing him about the uninjured arm and legs. Awkwardly they shuffled him inside to where Krill ushered them, slowly placing him onto the demonstrative medical equipment that had turned into an impromptu hospital. The other aliens gathered about.

The human refused to lay back hissing in pain when the arm was jostled into the wrong direction.

Krill turned to look at his audience. "What I will demonstrate next is a simple procedure." At his words the crowd looked rather skeptical muttering and chatting to themselves, "The bone has been pulled from the socket and needs to be reset as soon as possible. It will be a simple push inwards to correct the damage. However, The muscles about the injury may tighten making it difficult and painful for the patient while awake, so we will induce unconsciousness and give analgesic medications for the pain." He ordered a few of his people around as the human cradled his arm staring off into space with a blank expression. He continued to be responsive and answer questions though he was even slower than normal.

With some instruction from the doctor, the other professionals brought forward the correct medication.

Krill huffed when he saw the label on the bottle.

"Something wrong doctor?"

"No," Sigh, "He's just a handful coming out of this one.... Is this all we have."

"I am afraid so."

"Well I suppose we are all in for a treat then." he responded. Adjusting a clear tube about the human's face running under the protruding sensory organ. Another was being instructed on the placement of an IV into the vein of the hand seeing as the human would not unfurl himself to allow access to the inner arm.

Once that was done, the drug was administered. The human's eye closed, and he went limp falling backward, lowered slowly by a few other humans, seemingly unaware of the pain that he must have been in, "Now it is important to keep a human speaking after the initial trauma even if you may have to ask the same questions multiple times. Now intense pain and shock can sometimes have similar symptoms, but as long as the human is responsive everything is alright and you don't have to worry about shock. I wouldn't consider a dislocation something that will cause shock in most cases."

He moved forward, "Now we are going to do what is called a closed reduction, and simply pop the tip of the bone back into place. I will position my hands here and here, and-" Those with especially good ears heard he grinding pop as the bone slid back into place, the convex surface of skin that had been displaced before falling back into its original position.

They grimaced. It looked horrific.

Krill demonstrated the administration of pain medication and gave a time estimate of when the human would likely to wake up.

"Be warned, these medications tend to have a very severe effect on the cognitive function of a human, you can expect to see mood changes, confusion, slurred or slowed speech, inattentiveness, difficulty focusing, and in this one's case the need for hand restraints."

The room muttered.

"You will see why."

***

Krill had not been lying. The human woke slowly foggy green eye out of focus on glassy. His hands pawed at the blankets below him wandering over the bed until he found the tue to the IV. Krill was forced to pul it away.

"Commander... Commander, how are you feeling."

The human's head lolled to the side flopping limply to one side, "Where am I" His speech was slurred just as predicted.' He grabbed at the Iv tube again, and Krill was forced to pull it away, "No, keep still ok."

"Okayyyyy." The human responded groggily.

He seemed pretty happy for someone who should have been in tons of pain.

"How are you feeling?" Krill repeated.

The human didn't answer head turning this way and that eye wide with curiosity. He looked at his arm, "Oh..... my arm is ok.... That's gooooood."

"Commander, try to focus."

The human did not focus.

Instead he reached a hand out to prod at the little nodes attached to his chest. He began peeling one away. They were forced to take his hand.

"Commander."

"Yeeee?"

"Can you answer my questions?"

The human nodded widely grinning,, but then seemed to completely forget what he had been asked reaching a hand out to touch one of the machines before being intercepted, "Hey, hey, hey."

"Yes commander."

"Wait.... I i forgot... I'm not making any sense.... Am I making any sense." He glanced towards his arm, "oh my arm is back in place.... That's good."

"Yes ." Krill said reassuringly

In the next moment a Drev stepped into the room. She was small for her species, but with a striking electric blue carapace. She walked over, "Why do you insist on getting hurt when I'm not here."

The human didn't answer staring at her with a wide green eye. She paused by the bed, and he continued his scrutiny reaching out a hand to stroke the armor of her forearm, "Pretty.... Blue is my favorite color. My best friend is blue too."

"Adam, I'm right here."

The human looked up, "Oh ... hi, I didn't see you there. I saw someone who was just the same color as you, "Pretty....."

"That was me, Adam."

"Ohhhhh..... Wait.... That was you."

"Yes, Adam, that was me." She didn't seem perturbed by answering his questions instead taking his hands gently in two of her four and immobilizing them as Krill attempted to slip a sling over one arm.

The human whimpered.

"You're ok." the Drev said, "I just need you to hold still.

The human mad a few more distressed noises before becoming distracted by something else, "Sunny, Sunny."

"Yes Adam."

"My shoulder is back in.... That's good."

The Drev seemed amused, "Yes, that's very good."

And then the human started to cry. It was very strange, they had neer seen that before. In fact they didn't think it was physically possible to move so quickly between emotional states. Apparently humans leak from the face when they are upset. A few of the physicians postulated that this may have been an evolved way to gain social attention from other humans. It seemed to work even on nonhumans and the Drev let him hug her arm.

"What's wrong, Adam."

The human shook his head, "I-dont know." That seemed to upset him even more until something else caught his attention and he was back to being as pleased as he had been originally. The drug was everything and more than Krill had said it would be. The large Drev had to keep the human's hands immobilized, and even then he still managed to cause trouble. It was a wonder that humans managed to do anything in their daily lives if the inside of their heads were like this. Their attentional ability normally must have been herculean to focus this dumpster fire.

It was extremely interesting to watch the human slowly recover himself. At some point he finally began to understand that he wasn't acting normal despite still acting abnormal. After that came the ability to pay attention and converse normally. Even then he was still doing things that only made sense in a roundabout way.

His voice was no longer slurred, but slow. He seemed almost groggy, but not quite. His previous emotional state had evened out.

"Feel like I got hit by a train." he groaned. One eye flicked about the audience, "Shit, I didn't interrupt anything did I?"

Krill let of a deep sigh, "sometimes I wonder if it is your mission in life to interrupt everything I do," He raised a hand to cut off the human's apology, "And AS USUAL you somehow still managed to be helpful."

And that is why the new transuniversal internet currency is not videos of cats, but humans waking up from surgery because, let's be honest, humans on drugs are kind of funny