Close calls you've had

[losthippy]

I thought it might be interesting and of HR value to hear from BL'ters about the time(s) it all went wrong for them during drug-related activities. I'm sure there are some great yarns to be read but the added bonus would be in readers learning how to avoid the same pitfalls themselves. I'm sure we've all made mistakes and learned valuable lessons, so why not share your experience with the community?

Maybe you: took too much of something or polypharmacy fucked you up; came close to being busted; got ripped-off; did or said something you later regretted... the list goes on.

 

[jaurk]

I don't remember much, just that I hadn't breathed in in like 2 minutes. But I'm interested in some stories too.

 

[losthippy]

Cheers jaurk... glad you pulled through. What happened? Avoidable or inevitable? Take-home message...?

 

[MikeRWK]

First time doing e, was stupid and should have realized i have a slow metabolism since im a big guy.Dropped 4 pills thinking they were bunk, got hit like a fucking wall of bricks and wasnt told about eye wiggles, was on my cousins bed underneath my hat for 2 hours.Somehow i knew to remove all outside stimulation and things were ok, if i wasnt such a big guy id probly have landed in the hospital.

Learned not to keep stuffing drugs into myself.Eye wiggles made me think i was od'ing or something.

 

[footscrazy]

The time I OD'd on opiates was completely unexpected to me.

I've been using opiates for a long time, smack for 5 or more, codeine for about 2, and other opies like morphine and oxy about the same time. During my opiate use I really researched my opiate use, I knew the dangers (mixing them with other depressants etc). I was cocky. I'd used opies for years, I knew my dose. I'd had good experiences mixing my opies with other downers. I'd done 160mg oxy with benzos and still hadn't hit the spot. My tolly wasn't massive, just moderate.

Anyway, after doing 120mg of oxy spaced out, (and I'd done 10mg vally the night before), after this though, I died. My boyfriend gave my cpr and saved me, he gave it twice as after the first time he brought me back, I died again, and with his cpr again, I stayed alive.

The scariest thing for me was, the lack of warning. I've been on strong doses of opies before where my adrenaline response has kicked in and I've been ok, made sure to breathe in, every time, breathe in. During those experiences, it's scary, but all is not lost.

This time, I was aware I wasn't wanting to breathe in after the out breathe; but I've felt that before and it's ok. This time, I never took another breath.

This time I didn't, didn't feel the need to. My Boyfriend saved my life.\

The whole experience really made me think.

 

[pbuilder]

The time I OD'd on opiates was completely unexpected to me.

I've been using opiates for a long time, smack for 5 or more, codeine for about 2, and other opies like morphine and oxy about the same time. During my opiate use I really researched my opiate use, I knew the dangers (mixing them with other depressants etc). I was cocky. I'd used opies for years, I knew my dose. I'd had good experiences mixing my opies with other downers. I'd done 160mg oxy with benzos and still hadn't hit the spot. My tolly wasn't massive, just moderate.

Anyway, after doing 120mg of oxy spaced out, (and I'd done 10mg vally the night before), after this though, I died. My boyfriend gave my cpr and saved me, he gave it twice as after the first time he brought me back, I died again, and with his cpr again, I stayed alive.

The scariest thing for me was, the lack of warning. I've been on strong doses of opies before where my adrenaline response has kicked in and I've been ok, made sure to breathe in, every time, breathe in. During those experiences, it's scary, but all is not lost.

This time, I was aware I wasn't wanting to breathe in after the out breathe; but I've felt that before and it's ok. This time, I never took another breath.

This time I didn't, didn't feel the need to. My Boyfriend saved my life.\

The whole experience really made me think.

holy smokes. Lucky you were with someone! Glad to hear you are okay.

 

[michael6120]

As stupid as it sounds . . . . my scariest moment out of 'everything' ive been apart of , was when I had a 6 pack of beer and got a headach and accidentally had 2 sudafed before sleep!! I realized what a stupid mistake when I got cold shivers , sweating like crazy , having no control over my body . . . i honestly thought i was going to die just as I passed out on my bed.

And I wasnt even trying to get high!!!!

It sounds really dumb and stupid I know . . . but I've never come anywhere near that state from anything illegal.

 

[Mr Blonde]

Good idea for a thread.

I have a few stories, I'll just share one for now. A few years ago I had the opportunity to use OH-Me-fentanyl, a super potent opioid with doses in the microgram range. It had been cut by the supplier so that it was able to be 'safely' used but it was still very, very strong. I really got into the stuff, using it quite a bit over a couple of weeks and increasing my doses. The fact that fentanyl and it's analogues do not appear to be as euphoric as other opioids also added to my compulsion to keep increasing the doses, also I was enjoying nodding off. One night I had quite a bit too much whilst chasing the nod, and by myself nodded off sitting on a sofa bed with the laptop in my lap. Next thing I know I'm gasping for air, it's an hour later, I can't hear anything, my arms and legs are numb and I can barely move. I felt sick to my stomach and had apparently vomited on myself.

I managed to get the laptop off me and I fell to the floor, arms are moving a bit now so I could drag myself to the bathroom. My hearing comes back a little bit, the cars outside sound like a thunderstorm as they go past... it was like I was underwater. I get to the bathroom and I look like a complete mess, pale, barely conscious, still struggling to breathe and stay awake. I cleaned myself off as best as I could then stayed up for a few hours until I felt safe to sleep again... luckily the OH-Me-fent does not last that long, but I had used a lot so it still took a while to come to again. Not a fun experience, my family was asleep and all I could think about was how no one would have known I was in trouble until they found me the next morning if I hadn't woken up.

 

[spacejunk]

^ that's really scary stuff man.
i am a little freaked out by the stories that are likely to come out in this thread, and i guess it highlights what bluelight is here for. i just hope it doesn't become a list of death-defying dicksizing (not that it's looking that way at this stage).

i'm really glad you and footsy are still with us. i'm sure i have plenty of stories to share, but when i read things like that i realise how lucky i have been over the years. my mistakes have generally caused pain, sickness or embarrassment rather than close calls with death, and i suppose these mistakes have been warning enough.

 

[Mr Blonde]

i'm really glad you and footsy are still with us

Thanks comrade, I'm glad I'm still here as well.

my mistakes have generally caused pain, sickness or embarrassment rather than close calls with death, and i suppose these mistakes have been warning enough.

I have many stories that are like that as well... if anyone was following the old benzo thread they probably already read about my alprazolam problem and everything it has cost me.

i just hope it doesn't become a list of death-defying dicksizing (not that it's looking that way at this stage).

I hope so as well. I think this thread should be for people to share stories that they feel are important, that could help the community here. Stories that are like what you describe really don't have a place here at all.

 

[MikeRWK]

The scariest thing was a panic attack, i was just after hitting a whole bowl in my bong and it hit me.I was shaking uncontrollably, and my mind was freaking the fuck out, i almost called 911 but i thought to myself "You've rode out some crazy things this should be over in 20mins whatever it is." and sure enough it was thank fuck.I think what set it off was this chick was txtn me tellin me what she wanted to do to me and i wasnt on anything for anxiety then, at one point it was starting to go away and i picked up my iphone to txt her and just the thought started it all over again.Its funny what can fuck a person up.

 

[Stato]

Nothing really, apart from paranoia after realising I'd just smoked 70mg JWH-250, whilst googling the dose i wanted is more like 7mg.....


Tonight might be a different story, how bad is it for someone to take the following:

10 mg diazepam - Tolerance: Low/Moderate... Have used 10-15 , 10mg tablets in the last 3 weeks)
0.25 to 0.45 mg alprazolam (wasn't sure, little less than 1/4 of a bar) - Tolerance: Low/mid.... (last night I ate 1 bar and 1/4 so, 2.25mg. OUT COLD)

2 Hours pass since....

Smoke 10-15mg methamphetamine... all gone

30mins pass

Crush up 1/4 of a 80mg oxy pill, mix in with farmers union iced coffee, mmm.... Gels up, end up chewin it.

15mins pass

Crush up the other 1/4 of a 80mg pill, mix in with iced coffee, drink/chew/etc it down..

I'm having trouble seeing straight as I write this, and it has been 10mins since the last 20~mg...

My Opiate Tolerance: lowlowlow, few panadeine extra's last week.... thats it.


I'm totally fucked right now, but not sure f i should go lie down or... like... something else... :/

 

[junkie skumbag]

Long story
1 time (back when pills were decent) me and a friend snorted 1.5 of the pink mighty mouse's each n decided to go out for a ride on our dirt bikes (seemed like a good idea at the time) it was about 6:15-6:45 so it was getting dark n i wanted to go for a ride before it got dark n told my mate not to worry about hes safety equipment (besides both our helmets) so we could get going.
There was a highway being built right in the middle of where we used to ride our bikes and i had pre-cut the fence to get the bikes through and onto a highway with no cars or workers (cos it was like 6pm+)
So where racing down this highway going a good 50-60km off our fucking heads on MD n my mate had a power ban on his bike n i didn't so he left me in the dust once the powerban hit. In the distance i could see a fence and put my breaks on and slowed down yelled out to my mate "theres a fucking fence man" but there was no point cos both of our bikes were so loud and before i could think "hes gonna run into that fence" he had (luckily) took all the wire off in 1 peace with his front wheel. if not it would have torn him to pieces as this wasn't ur average mesh fence this was a high duty fence they have on construction sites.
Next thing i see is a big ploom of gravel dust n his legs n arms flicking around in the air.i ride up and through what used to be this little square of high duty mesh.My mates laying on the ground in a pool of liquid witch i thought was blood but turned out to be petrol and oil.He starts limping around in pain with tears in his eyes holding onto his arm.He pulls up the sleeve of his shirt to revel a big hunk of missing flesh i could see his muscle tendons ect ect.I asked him if he wanted me to ring a ambo to witch he replied no while at the same time someone in this truck yard thing just near where my mate crashed asked if everything is ok we both said yes.
I let my mate limp around for a min or 2 to try to help with the pain also while shitting myself that the security guards that watched over the road (witch i had previous run in's with before that were not good cutting the fence's they put up to keep people from riding to the other side to get to the better riding grounds pulling the finger to em when they told me to pull over.fuck i was a cunt when i was younger ) would show up.
So i get my friend on my bike n i pick up his mangled bike the front wheel was buckled full on and was not budging so my only hope was to tilt the bike on its back wheel and hold the clutch down while my mate putt's along next to me as i walk up to one of the point were i cut it few days before so we make it to the place were we entered witch turns into bush land that i was very filmier with (had played around there since i was a wee lil tacka) literally no less than 1 min of getting off this road a 4wd came ripping up the road with there orange flashing light on.They came from the same direction as the fence so they musta seen it. i laid in some wet grass to cool down as i just walked half a fucking KM while dragging 60kg with me.By this time it had gotten to the last point of light when my mate says look sorry man i gotta go back to your house n clean myself up.I was fine with it as i thought that he would get gangrene or what eva u get from leaving a wound open with dirty skin n lots n lots of dirt around for a while.
So he takes off on my motor bike and im left to lug hes bike through this boggy dirt until i was about 500-600mtrs from my house that i noticed i still had my helmet,ripped off my helmet and my hair was drenched in sweat n i was so so soooooo hot when i got back very lucky i didn't overheat.
Short story Do not operate vehicles or heavy machinery while under the influence of methylenedioxymethamphetamine

 

[junkie skumbag]

Nothing really, apart from paranoia after realising I'd just smoked 70mg JWH-250, whilst googling the dose i wanted is more like 7mg.....


Tonight might be a different story, how bad is it for someone to take the following:

10 mg diazepam - Tolerance: Low/Moderate... Have used 10-15 , 10mg tablets in the last 3 weeks)
0.25 to 0.45 mg alprazolam (wasn't sure, little less than 1/4 of a bar) - Tolerance: Low/mid.... (last night I ate 1 bar and 1/4 so, 2.25mg. OUT COLD)

2 Hours pass since....

Smoke 10-15mg methamphetamine... all gone

30mins pass

Crush up 1/4 of a 80mg oxy pill, mix in with farmers union iced coffee, mmm.... Gels up, end up chewin it.

15mins pass

Crush up the other 1/4 of a 80mg pill, mix in with iced coffee, drink/chew/etc it down..

I'm having trouble seeing straight as I write this, and it has been 10mins since the last 20~mg...

My Opiate Tolerance: lowlowlow, few panadeine extra's last week.... thats it.


I'm totally fucked right now, but not sure f i should go lie down or... like... something else... :/

If your worried mate its best not to risk it ay go have a cold shower or somthing to keep you preoccupied!!

 

[clipses]

Copied and paste from one of my old posts.

I misdosed the DMAA, what I thought to be 70 mg was 700 mg... No need to get into how stupid it was, it was unbelievably careless and stupid of me. I am usually a very safe and responsible user. What followed was me passing out in the toilet after experiencing a headache which I believe is probably how cluster headaches feels like. I was found covered in my sweat, drenched and unconscious in my toilet with my pants down.

I had insane vertigo, nausea for the following next three days. I also threw up and lost roughly 2-3 kg of water weight in the time frame. I'm an athlete so, depending on the season I alternate between fat and having low body fat, but following the DMAA overdose man was I in quite a badly dehydrated state, resembling a skeleton. I was lucky to come out unscathed, without lasting damage or any damage at all. Those 3 days easily rival my worst withdrawals from other substances.

Take care if you're using it recreationally, it's a pretty awful stimulant imo. As a pre-workout stimulant for weight lifting though, it is quite useful and effective.

Other close calls I've had was when I was walking back home on guy fawkes day after consuming an eighth of shrooms. I had an oz of bud and shrooms in my backpack as well which contributed to the paranoia when a cop car suddenly stopped and started asking me questions. Turned out some wanker was blowing up mail boxes on my street. Was one of my earlier psychedelic experiences as well, took so much mentally to keep calm haha.

Apart from that I can't really remember or recall any close encounters with death or the authorities when it comes to drugs.

 

[losthippy]

Early on when I was finding my way in the trade I was intro'd to an old bloke who was a gun grower. He also had a rep for flying off the handle when he was upset but I wasn't worried about that at the time. I wasn't there to fuck him over. Long story short, my mate and I had a session with him and this bloke (foolishly) showed us one of his point-of-pick patches in the scrub around his farm house. We were all stoned and keen as mustard to see how things worked. We ooohed and aaahed, scored some dried buds and seed, shook his hand and left. Some time later I heard he was looking for us because his plot had been ripped off and he reckoned it was us. I crapped broken glass and felt dread at every strange noise I heard. In the end a young local lad was stupid enough to brag at the pub how he'd pillaged someone's plants. The old bloke got wind of it, turned up with his brother and took the young fella off for a chat. Turns out he'd sold the load wet for not much at all, and after handing over all the cash he had and some household stuff, wound up in A&E after copping a good flogging. He was smart (scared) enough not to dob anyone in for it and probably learned a life-changing lesson for his efforts.

Over the years I've been invited to see other grow-ops and politely refused on each occassion. I just dont want to know in case the grower gets taken down and I end up on the list of suspects just because I'd seen it.

 

[infectedmushroom]

^That's why fucking cannabis needs to be legalized already. It makes me shudder thinking that something as innocuous as the herb has so much violence surrounding it due to the unregulated market it is forced to be traded in.

Anyway, I have a story of nearly being caught...

I was in the northern nsw region and saw an RDT up ahead...I was not driving but my idiot friend decided to pull of instead of go through (he didn't have his license on him.)

Of course there was an undercover car waiting in the side street to pick up deserters like us. What ensued was a FULL car and property search, the police finding a ridiculous amount of evidence to suggest there was cannabis in the car (bongs, papers, every sort of paraphernalia you could think of...)

Anyway, my mate took the opportunity in about a 5 second window to dack the green we had well in his crack..(it was bagged of course thankfully )

It was a very stressful hour long afair which involved 3 squad cars, talks of a dog squad, drug testing, breath testing, corrupt questioning (attempting to make us self-incrimenate ourselves) and talks of literally pulling the car to pieces to find what they assumed was a large haul of drugs...(I assure you it was not.)

In addition the police officer who was the sargeant or "cunt"stable called me a faggot because I didn't have a condom in my wallet. 8(

After they didn't find anything, and no one tested positive for drugs, they reluctantly let us go.

The relief afterwards was so immense it was euphoric as being high. Anyway we smoked ourselves stupid after that in celebration.

 

[Mr Blonde]

In addition the police officer who was the sargeant or "cunt"stable called me a faggot because I didn't have a condom in my wallet.

What, like gay men don't/can't use condoms? God damn it police think they are top shit don't they. Glad to hear you didn't get in to any trouble.

 

[lowlife]

Never really came close to ODing on anything. But I do have one story which made my heart stop for a second or two.

18th birthday, me and my friends were hitting the city. I had been eating MDMA based pills all night, I had a couple left and was heading into a strip club with the boys.

Got to the entrance and as I was about to walk in the security guard asked me to empty my pockets. Me being fucked up and all, I did. Not knowing I had left my bag with 2 pills in it in my pocket, I grabbed it without realising and showed him them. He got a light onto them.... looked for a few seconds..... (meanwhile my heart has stopped as I had just realised what I had done) turns his light of, says "You're right mate! Have a good one!" and proceeded to let me in.

For those few seconds the only thing that went through my mind was FFFFFFFFUUUUUUUUUCCCCCCCCCCCKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKK.

 

[Mr Blonde]

^ Ha ha, sounds like the kind of security guard we need more of. :D