PepperSocks
Bluelight Crew
Impending Doom
T+0: 12mg dextroamphetamine, 80mg caffeine
T+2.5: 7mg dextroamphetamine
T+3 : Strong Bee Sting (against my will)
T+3.5 : 650mg Aspirin, 16mg codeine, 30mg caffeine, 400mg ibuprofen, 2mg diazepam
T+10: 50mg diphenhydramine (Benadryl), 2mg diazepam
I had planned to take my bike for a ride on a trail that started one and a half hours away. When I went to start my bike the engine had no compression. It was already afternoon and I had to get moving so I could have the day so as my first dose of d-amp was kicking in I franticly troubleshot the bike and took things apart, long and short, it took me an hour to get it running but it set the pace for a rushed and frantic state.
I got driving; filled up with gas and took my second d-amp dose. Half an hour later when I was about two minutes from the trailhead I got stung on my back by a bee; the bee got stuck between my backpack and my back. I pulled over to a convenience store and pulled the stinger out. The damn thing was huge; half the bee’s tail got broken off with the stinger. By the pain I could tell I got a good dose of venom. I went inside the store and asked if they had anything; the clerk ended up just rubbing some vinegar on it. I figured it was just a bee sting and the pain would fade so I kept on going. I have been stung a few times in my life and it was never a big deal.
As I got going down the trail I could tell something was wrong. The venom had now not only produced a local sting but had now hit my bloodstream and was producing a strong systemic reaction. I was really lightheaded, dizzy, my forehead where it made contact with my helmet itched really bad and in general things just did not feel right. I found a shady spot to stop. I looked at my arms; absolutely covered in the worst hives I’ve ever had; checked the mirror; my face was the same, it was pretty well all over my body. The worst however was the profound weakness I felt; I could tell my blood pressure was plummeting. I could no longer stand up. I sat down and checked my pulse; a jack hammering 200 bpm or so; I didn’t actually count but it was no doubt the fastest I’d ever felt my heart beat. If I tried to stand up everything would turn white and I would be on the verge of fainting so I stopped trying to stand up and just sat there feeling a sense of something very bad happening. I was starting to get scared for my life.
My cell phone had very low battery; I made sure I had signal and turned it off. If I felt I was going to faint while sitting down I would have called 911. I didn’t want to do that however considering all the drama that goes along with that. I wanted to see if I could just wait this out and let my body process the antigen.
It was a very peculiar psychological state; no doubt there was likely some hypoxia involved. I felt I would rather wait this out alone in the woods and experience this on my own than try to get to someone’s house to watch over me. I still had the option to call 911 if I knew I was for sure going down.
Any bees I saw during this time I had an incredible respect for and was begging mercy to not sting me; if I got a second one it would have been an instant grab for the cell phone because I knew I wouldn’t make that one out alive.
I tried various medical things I had on hand. I figured I’d take some aspirin considering the hellish tachycardia I was having; my only aspiring containing med was AC&C (325 ASA, 15mg caffeine, 8mg codeine), and I took some ibuprofen for the inflammation in certain places. I figured the codeine might be nice to take away some of the generalized pain and the sting itself. I then also took 2mg of diazepam to ease my nerves a bit. I was thinking of how incredibly glad I was that I had gotten relatively spun on dextroamphetamine; the vasoconstriction and bronchodilation in lieu of an Epi-pen sure came in handy. I’m sure it would have been a much different story if I hadn’t taken any amphetamine; one thing I was sure of; my airway was clear, I was able to breathe, and as long as I was sitting or lying down my blood pressure was high enough to keep things okay.
Aside from all this medical symptom monitoring and stuff I saw great comfort in feeling like I truly cared for myself. There was no one else on my mind, no one around me; the only thing that mattered to me was my own well being.
I can’t recall the last time I cared about myself that much.
I laid on the trail for hours, just thinking, feeling, monitoring, staring at the sky, the trees, it was profoundly peaceful.
As the symptoms loosened up I sat up and smoked a little bit of a joint. I then slowly tried standing up. If I stood up too quick I would go dizzy and my vision would go white but if I did it in increments and leaned forward it was okay. I then took a little walk down the trail; about 200 feet or so while smoking a cigarette and came back to the bike. The cigarette didn’t make me feel much better but whatever. I got stuff packed up again, got the bike started and began driving slowly down the trail to see if I could get my bearings. I realized I was okay to drive and got back on the road and headed for home.
By the time I got home the hives were mostly gone and the ordeal was pretty well over. I took some Benadryl, some more diazepam, had a shower and went to sleep.
So I’m not sure if I’m actually allergic to bee stings or whether I just got a massive dose of venom. The stinger was huge and it was in there for a minute or two before I got it out. Either way I’m going to get an Epi-pen and carry a mini first aid kit with me containing Benadryl and other stuff.
I’m not sure if this classifies as a near death experience or not and it doesn’t really matter. Like I said; I can’t recall the last time I truly cared about myself that much. I realized I live for myself. I’ve always been living for other people, feeling I wasn’t good enough, trying to fit in and excessively complying.
My needs are important and I love myself.
T+0: 12mg dextroamphetamine, 80mg caffeine
T+2.5: 7mg dextroamphetamine
T+3 : Strong Bee Sting (against my will)
T+3.5 : 650mg Aspirin, 16mg codeine, 30mg caffeine, 400mg ibuprofen, 2mg diazepam
T+10: 50mg diphenhydramine (Benadryl), 2mg diazepam
I had planned to take my bike for a ride on a trail that started one and a half hours away. When I went to start my bike the engine had no compression. It was already afternoon and I had to get moving so I could have the day so as my first dose of d-amp was kicking in I franticly troubleshot the bike and took things apart, long and short, it took me an hour to get it running but it set the pace for a rushed and frantic state.
I got driving; filled up with gas and took my second d-amp dose. Half an hour later when I was about two minutes from the trailhead I got stung on my back by a bee; the bee got stuck between my backpack and my back. I pulled over to a convenience store and pulled the stinger out. The damn thing was huge; half the bee’s tail got broken off with the stinger. By the pain I could tell I got a good dose of venom. I went inside the store and asked if they had anything; the clerk ended up just rubbing some vinegar on it. I figured it was just a bee sting and the pain would fade so I kept on going. I have been stung a few times in my life and it was never a big deal.
As I got going down the trail I could tell something was wrong. The venom had now not only produced a local sting but had now hit my bloodstream and was producing a strong systemic reaction. I was really lightheaded, dizzy, my forehead where it made contact with my helmet itched really bad and in general things just did not feel right. I found a shady spot to stop. I looked at my arms; absolutely covered in the worst hives I’ve ever had; checked the mirror; my face was the same, it was pretty well all over my body. The worst however was the profound weakness I felt; I could tell my blood pressure was plummeting. I could no longer stand up. I sat down and checked my pulse; a jack hammering 200 bpm or so; I didn’t actually count but it was no doubt the fastest I’d ever felt my heart beat. If I tried to stand up everything would turn white and I would be on the verge of fainting so I stopped trying to stand up and just sat there feeling a sense of something very bad happening. I was starting to get scared for my life.
My cell phone had very low battery; I made sure I had signal and turned it off. If I felt I was going to faint while sitting down I would have called 911. I didn’t want to do that however considering all the drama that goes along with that. I wanted to see if I could just wait this out and let my body process the antigen.
It was a very peculiar psychological state; no doubt there was likely some hypoxia involved. I felt I would rather wait this out alone in the woods and experience this on my own than try to get to someone’s house to watch over me. I still had the option to call 911 if I knew I was for sure going down.
Any bees I saw during this time I had an incredible respect for and was begging mercy to not sting me; if I got a second one it would have been an instant grab for the cell phone because I knew I wouldn’t make that one out alive.
I tried various medical things I had on hand. I figured I’d take some aspirin considering the hellish tachycardia I was having; my only aspiring containing med was AC&C (325 ASA, 15mg caffeine, 8mg codeine), and I took some ibuprofen for the inflammation in certain places. I figured the codeine might be nice to take away some of the generalized pain and the sting itself. I then also took 2mg of diazepam to ease my nerves a bit. I was thinking of how incredibly glad I was that I had gotten relatively spun on dextroamphetamine; the vasoconstriction and bronchodilation in lieu of an Epi-pen sure came in handy. I’m sure it would have been a much different story if I hadn’t taken any amphetamine; one thing I was sure of; my airway was clear, I was able to breathe, and as long as I was sitting or lying down my blood pressure was high enough to keep things okay.
Aside from all this medical symptom monitoring and stuff I saw great comfort in feeling like I truly cared for myself. There was no one else on my mind, no one around me; the only thing that mattered to me was my own well being.
I can’t recall the last time I cared about myself that much.
I laid on the trail for hours, just thinking, feeling, monitoring, staring at the sky, the trees, it was profoundly peaceful.
As the symptoms loosened up I sat up and smoked a little bit of a joint. I then slowly tried standing up. If I stood up too quick I would go dizzy and my vision would go white but if I did it in increments and leaned forward it was okay. I then took a little walk down the trail; about 200 feet or so while smoking a cigarette and came back to the bike. The cigarette didn’t make me feel much better but whatever. I got stuff packed up again, got the bike started and began driving slowly down the trail to see if I could get my bearings. I realized I was okay to drive and got back on the road and headed for home.
By the time I got home the hives were mostly gone and the ordeal was pretty well over. I took some Benadryl, some more diazepam, had a shower and went to sleep.
So I’m not sure if I’m actually allergic to bee stings or whether I just got a massive dose of venom. The stinger was huge and it was in there for a minute or two before I got it out. Either way I’m going to get an Epi-pen and carry a mini first aid kit with me containing Benadryl and other stuff.
I’m not sure if this classifies as a near death experience or not and it doesn’t really matter. Like I said; I can’t recall the last time I truly cared about myself that much. I realized I live for myself. I’ve always been living for other people, feeling I wasn’t good enough, trying to fit in and excessively complying.
My needs are important and I love myself.
