So for my question, is the overdose usually instant when you smoke too much or can it creep up on you even after the high has worn off or after a couple hours?
Also, what are symptoms of overdose of this drug?
A friend got me to try some a few hours ago and now I'm freaked out!
I knew it was dangerous but I didn't realize quite how much. Im never touching this ish again.
To answer your question, both are possible. I've seen people OD ( non fatal ) from taking a bigger hit than they intended and going from standing to wobbly legs to out cold, drooling on the floor. I personally watched my best friend eat a 50 microgram patch and be decently or average high for two hours after eating then start to fall asleep, while driving.
I was in the passenger seat. I had him pull over into a parking lot and was consistently trying to keep him conscious He kept falling deeper and deeper into sleep. I proceeded to smack him, harder and harder until I couldn't slap any harder and he wasn't waking up, making noises I've never heard a person make before. At this point I went into shock and realized what I had to do.
Have you ever heard of a mother going into shock and being able to lift a car to get her child from under the car? Well, that's how I would explain what happened next. My friend weighed at least 200 - 250 lbs. At first it was hard but after a minute or so I was able to lift him into the passenger, put his seat belt on and drive to the hospital. It was only a ten minute drive which I made into a five minute drive.
When I pulled up to the hospital e.r. doors, I ran around to the other side and while opening the car door dropped my phone. Just an example of how much strength I was using that I wouldn't normally be able to use, as I was picking him up, myself, I stepped on my phone that I had dropped, completely crushing it..flat. I got him inside, waited half hr - an hr which felt like days.
I still had my stash on me as I wasn't even concerned with at the time and almost got caught with, as there was a police officer in the small room with me 90% of the time. He walked out for literally half a minute and I threw them in the trash.
Eventually the dr. came in and told me, his mom and sister ( which had been called in and showed up while I had been waiting ) that he had died, twice.. But they had revived him and put him into a coma. They said he had lost a lot of his brain cells but it was possible to bring him back and he would most likely have to re learn everything. We visited and waited everyday until the fourth day on life support. All of us ( family / friends ) were there and they removed the tube because he had been trying to take breaths of his own, the past couple days.
When your best friend or someone that close to you even has a 1% chance of surviving you are almost 99% sure they will make ( at least IME .) Probably needless to say he couldn't breathe on his own and his mom decided to pull the plug which became the worst day of my life.
Proceeding his death, began an investigation. They were trying to pin manslaughter on me. So my best friend has just passed and I'm being threatened with a ten yr sentence. Most stressful time of my life. I didn't get him the patch and I even told him not to take that much but anyone who knew my friend, knew that he was stubborn as a box of rocks and wouldn't listen to anyone for anything. So they had no right to pursue me ( I found this out after consulting a lawyer ) and eventually everything died down and things got some what better.
I think about him everyday and it's almost been three years now. I felt I should tell this story, I have never told it with this much detail.
I feel like everything happens for a reason and that if my experiences can help one person then there was a reason for what happened.
This isn't a story about how drugs are bad or how you shouldn't use fent., because I'm not a preachy type of person. More of a, take it as you will. I do hope you or anybody else will read this and take something from it.