idontdothizz
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- Jun 21, 2009
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I have had this happen before but last night was the worst.
During my awesome hole, i started feeling uncomfortable buzzing in my hands and face.
So, I got up and went to the bathroom and it started getting worse, I took some deep breaths and then BAM.
My whole body started buzzing, I had a very irregular heartbeat, the buzzing was so bad my hands were clenching, I could not breath. My veins were constricted. It felt like my heart was going to stop.
I turned on the bath and got in it. No help. It was so bad that it felt like my eyes were about to pop out from behind my head. I struggled to tell my girlfriend to call 911. Instead she went downstairs and woke up her mom because she is a medical professional.
As she was downstairs the symptoms peaked. I repented because thought for sure it was the end.
As soon as her mom walked into the bathroom and said "okay, what did you take"
It all stopped. Gone. Nothing. Embarrassment.
I posted another thread earlier about 6apb/vasoconstriction. People said it might be anxiety. Well now it makes sense I think that I just have pretty bad anxiety and am more prone to panic attacks.
OR, I have a problem with my heart. Clogged artery comes to mind. Last night I vowed to never tough the shit again but I have some 4-HO-MET on the way, along with 50 etizolam pellets.
Please give me your thoughts.
During my awesome hole, i started feeling uncomfortable buzzing in my hands and face.
So, I got up and went to the bathroom and it started getting worse, I took some deep breaths and then BAM.
My whole body started buzzing, I had a very irregular heartbeat, the buzzing was so bad my hands were clenching, I could not breath. My veins were constricted. It felt like my heart was going to stop.
I turned on the bath and got in it. No help. It was so bad that it felt like my eyes were about to pop out from behind my head. I struggled to tell my girlfriend to call 911. Instead she went downstairs and woke up her mom because she is a medical professional.
As she was downstairs the symptoms peaked. I repented because thought for sure it was the end.
As soon as her mom walked into the bathroom and said "okay, what did you take"
It all stopped. Gone. Nothing. Embarrassment.
I posted another thread earlier about 6apb/vasoconstriction. People said it might be anxiety. Well now it makes sense I think that I just have pretty bad anxiety and am more prone to panic attacks.
OR, I have a problem with my heart. Clogged artery comes to mind. Last night I vowed to never tough the shit again but I have some 4-HO-MET on the way, along with 50 etizolam pellets.
Please give me your thoughts.