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GHB and Speed.

Halloween:
I started out by dosing my usual combination like usual. A very low dose of amphetamine to make for an easier dosing curve on GHB. I went to the room and met up with some friends. We shot the shit and got food. The effects of G were really kicking in at this point and I took a little more speed to stay alert. (G and speed are two drugs in which completely contradict one another's side effects quite well.)

3 Hours later I redosed on G and began to fall asleep. A cure girl, who had recently broke up with her boyfriend, was the only person in the room as the others had left for a few hours. We had wild sex for 2 hours before I was tempted to dose speed with her (she had a monster tolerance. I had none.) I dosed with her and felt the sensation of pins and needles hit my body. I knew exactly what was happening, but due to my location and company I was unable to get proper care. It only continued to worsen as I became cold and could not stop shaking violently. I saw myself in the mirror and my face was pale white as if I were dead. I could feel individual pulses of blood going through each arm. I could not talk properly, my thoughts were a cloudy mess of entropy.

I felt a sharp, burning pain in my kidneys and before I could call for help, I was unconscious and awoke several hours later with her asleep next to me.

Moral of the story: Both drugs can cause seizures. Especially in someone who forgot to take their benzo that day.
I know that tingle feeling you just described. The only drug I have overdosed to the point I was in ER in the ICU was with Ghb. That shit sucked sooo bad. Its not the fact I almost died but finding out I got narcan'd which doesn't make Any sense and I had been taking Vicodin a day before this I.Think either way as soon as I regained collection of wtf happened and how I got there I puked.At first I woke up and saw a police man. A few. I knew they had gone through my shit but luckily noone knew Where my stash was and apparently when the ambulence came they thought my friend had date raped me. He had to explain why I would "date rape" myself. Then I guess after I was narcand which by the way they used about 2-3 narcan shots so you can imagine. It sucked. Bottom line if you do ghb or gbl recreationally please know the line between I feel good and I cannot feel my legs.
 
i had my tonsils out when i was 25 and hemorrhaged a few hours after surgery.
i was floating up near the ceiling, watching, and i worked at that hospital at the time, knew everyone, realized what was going on. i could hear but it sounded like i was underwater. time seemed very slow.
i have pretty vivid memories of the whole thing, have tried to write it down but haven't found the words yet.
-izzy
 
I've never overdosed or come close to dying before, and I'm not sure what I'd think if ever I did overdose... would I feel inspired or compelled to quit the drugs and clean up my act?

I'm not sure, but I've seen other people overdose, and I've had two friends overdose and die... very scary experiences, for sure, and experiences that still haunt me.

I'll never forget a friend overdosing after sniffing a few lines of dope and drinking a few beers; I had called an ambulance, but they were asking me questions that I just did not have time for... questions that were not absolutely necessary, and I remember telling them "look, I gave you the address, just please... please come quickly!"

It was like every second that passed, my friend was slipping farther and farther away from us... I don't like thinking about it, very scary, very, very scary and upsetting.
 
^This is a sensitive subject so please note I'm not trying to be rude by the question below or whatever. And first off, you're very right about the ppl from 911 taking their sweet time to get all the details while someone's life could very well depend on that little amount of time they are wasting.

Anyway onto my question; If what happened to your friends did not make you feel inspired or compelled to quit the drugs and clean up your act, do you think that surviving an overdose yourself would?
 
I know that tingle feeling you just described. The only drug I have overdosed to the point I was in ER in the ICU was with Ghb. That shit sucked sooo bad. Its not the fact I almost died but finding out I got narcan'd which doesn't make Any sense and I had been taking Vicodin a day before this I.Think either way as soon as I regained collection of wtf happened and how I got there I puked.At first I woke up and saw a police man. A few. I knew they had gone through my shit but luckily noone knew Where my stash was and apparently when the ambulence came they thought my friend had date raped me. He had to explain why I would "date rape" myself. Then I guess after I was narcand which by the way they used about 2-3 narcan shots so you can imagine. It sucked. Bottom line if you do ghb or gbl recreationally please know the line between I feel good and I cannot feel my legs.

It was mostly a stimulant overdose. I had a seizure. GHB dosing isn't really much of an issue with me, but in that case, I really felt too relaxed after having sex with this girl and gave into a dangerous dose of speed. GHB + speed can be a very safe combination, but if you let yourself get too carried away it can cause a seizure. Imagine having both of your DOCs in a huge quantity offered to you for free as well as a really cute, petite girl. I guess If I died then, it'd have been a happy death.
 
I almost did once. About a 12 pack of corona, eith of kush.. and about a g of crystal. Mostly snorted but that day i smoked it as well for the first time.I swear my lungs were collapsing as i was seeing that white light get brighter and brighter.... a binge i will never forget.
 
Anyway onto my question; If what happened to your friends did not make you feel inspired or compelled to quit the drugs and clean up your act, do you think that surviving an overdose yourself would?

See that's what I don't know, and that's what I'm wondering... I mean, having witnessed my best friend's overdosing not once but twice, you'd think that I would start to feel differently about drugs and I'd start reflecting upon my own use/abuse... right? But uh, nope. lol
 
^Well, for me it would depend on the manner of the overdose. If the person I knew who had overdosed was being reckless, I probably wouldn't quit or rethink anything. Though if the whole ordeal had not been fatal I would've definitely strongly urged him/her to do so, maybe try to quit aswell so you can help eachother. If the user was doing everything responsibly I would think 'holy shit that could just as easily have been me, it's time to do something about it'.

I think that's how I'd react but ofcourse there's no telling unless you've been through it. I don't know how long it's been but anyway, I'm very sorry for the loss of your friends. I'm sure they were great people if they were friends with you!
 
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i turned blue and stopped breathing when i shot up a few roxy's.... making the mistake that my tolerance was what it used to be.... my roommate gave me mouth to mouth
i dont remember it but i heard all about it.... my bf remembers vividly though and i feel horrible that he has to remember me turning blue like that.... it makes me glad i dont do that stuff anymore

also last summer i started shooting a lot of blow... i would always push shots that were a lil too big... i remember having seizure like movements in my arms and legs...
sooo freaky.... i get the chills thinking about it still
 
i remember having seizure like movements in my arms and legs...

Good 'ole tramadol did that to me once when I was in hardcore benzo w/d and was silly enough to keep redosing till I reached a gram. The spasms weren't severe at all. Every hour or two I'd get a twitch and that was it. I guess I'm just very lucky when it comes to being prone to seizures.
 
almost died from shooting coke more times than I can count, but the number's probably around 15, more or less. I've also almost died from heroin and meth, only once each. Cocaine overdoses became so common that every time I did coke (which was almost every day for a few years), OD's were something I had to prepare for, so I always had an icepack, lorazepam, and nitroglycerin (one of my best friends, and also my main coke "buddy" back in the day, works in a hospital, and he taught me how to treat coke ODs AND supplied me with the materials) ready in case I did too much. The coke we were getting was the BEST shit ever, a bump of that stuff is like a few lines of some standard blow, and both my friend and I actually OD'd (different occasions) from just snorting it, so as you can imagine, shooting that stuff was playing with fire, especially since we were combining it with heroin at least 3 times a day.
 
It was mostly a stimulant overdose. I had a seizure. GHB dosing isn't really much of an issue with me, but in that case, I really felt too relaxed after having sex with this girl and gave into a dangerous dose of speed. GHB + speed can be a very safe combination, but if you let yourself get too carried away it can cause a seizure. Imagine having both of your DOCs in a huge quantity offered to you for free as well as a really cute, petite girl. I guess If I died then, it'd have been a happy death.
That tends to happen often. Take to much speed and then take a little toooo much G. That shit isnt pleasant friend. I Never knew ghb gave you seizures though am I stupid for not knowing this haha? I have takin e+g a lot but only on the comdown once combined dosed right as I peaked and yea it was very good. I kinda lost interest in that warm fuzzy almost like heroin and ectsacy with alcohol type feeling. It got old after awhilw. Waking up in awkward ways .ect.ect....be safe with that shit. I will say that when you od on g your body and face go numb. And you tend to puke and stop breathing.
 
Death, never seems to be pleasant. that old myth of dying quietly in your sleep seems like bs.
I tried OD'ing on (downers)....years ago....ahem,

....when I was six sheets to the wind...feeling your heartbeat slow down isn't as pain-free as you may think.
Death sucks. but, we all have to face it one day.
 
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-One time when I was 19 and didn't actually have an opiate habit (I used as much as I could, if I was lucky, around 4x a week), I managed to get a hold of 90mg of methadone, a 25mcg/hr fentanyl patch, two bags of heroin and 10mg of clonazepam. I dosed the fentanyl first in the morning, and then around noon I drank the 90mg of methadone, and around eight PM I shot two bags of heroin and consumed around 9mg of clonazepam (I knew nothing of drug interactions back then). My mother found me passed out on the kitchen floor with a can of chef boy'r'd's in my hand, and I woke up a few days later in the hospital with a Narcane drip connected to my arm.

-Another time (also when I was either 19-20), while on the methadone clinic, I drank my take home bottle of meth on top of my regular dose (making for 220mg), and then popped 6mg of alprazolam. I walked straight into my front door, fell backwards and broke my nose. I woke up three days later in a hospital while some nurse was beginning to shove a catheter into my urethra as I hadn't peed since I arrived in the ICU.

-There were also two times where I almost overdosed on IV cocaine, and those were the scariest experiences of my life. With opiates and benzo's you at least lose consciousness, but with cocaine, you're hyper aware that you're in grave danger. Really, really scary.
 
if i had a cell phome that night i would have call 911


Wild field mushroom. Age23 or so.

Dove hunting in a feild one evening.

MY FATHER!!! .........
told me and my cousin that all of these Mushrooms growing in this field are the"magic muhrooms" . We assumed shrooms. He was pretending to eat some to convence us, but little did we know he was spitting them out behind the truck. We ate a shit load plus pick a bag full for the road home.
30 minute later we felt a little high(but not like tripping)so we ate some more. Later that night im puking my guts out, my eys are buldging, snot rolling out my nose, veins look like they are going to explode. This all started about 2 hours after eatting the shrooms. I felt. a little nausea and thought i would try to sleep it off.. Didnt happen.

1rst. Bed spinning like a tilt- a-whirl with stomach pains(i tried to shake the feeling)

Then the urge to throw up took over and when i finally reached the toilet to puke nothing came up. Dry heaving 20 mins plus sweating like a fever and the the above mentioned symptoms.

Tried to shower but i couldnt stand long enough so i kept splashing water on me from the sink while im on my hands and knees in my boxers

Then a strange looking white mucous came out if all of my holes in my face. mouth nose eyes(not ears)

After an hour or so I really gave up. I sat between the toilet and bathroom wall ..in my my own vomit, snot and i think i shit my self.
and Prayed. I said LORD I THINK ITS MY TIME TAKE ME NOW If Its Time.
All at the same time my cousin is in his bathroom at the other end of the trailor dealing with the same shit. Both of us are to chicken shit to go tell each other we are sick.(macho man BS syndrome) im telling my self, ive had worse dont go bother you cousin. And he was in the other bathroom just like me.

To this day i will not eat any type of mushroom. I get sick just thinking if that night

Me and my cousin told each. Other. About it the next day. And when he told me That night he though it was over for him i knew we got lucky. Cuz hes a 50year old, last of a dying breed kinda guy that i look up to. An for him to. Admitt he was worried ..l...well .... Ive been to the edge with a few drugs but that night i thought i was checking outta here.
 
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Yeah, been there. Shitting and vomiting for hours.
Only time I've ever been in an ambulance. With some newb EMS missing the veins in my hands the whole way.
And, nurses, later, walking by as I shit myself.... calling out cute little insults like, "SHROOOMS!!! Ha ha ah!"
Then walking off. As I lay writhing on that stupid metal bed, with a stupid metal bowl under my ass.
Only one was professional enough to try and help. Calling out to the others who, I suppose
were sickened to see a man covered in shit and vomit.

Found out later the mushrooms were some deadly shit. Can't remember the exact specimen. They ran blood tests...
But, that charcoal shit they give you is most unpleasant. and, the bill afterwards...? Crazy.

Stick to homegrown, if you must.
 
Not trying to be cool or badass or anything, but I have been in the emergency room 3 times from heroin overdoses and had paramedics come out once from a morphine overdose. The last time it happened, in July I had NO CLUE i was even close to having one...I had been getting the same gear from the same dealer for months. I went to a friends house who doesn't use, went to the bathroom and done about half a bag. I stood up and kinda went ''oh....' next thing I wake up, my jacket ans tshirt were cut, theres a mask in my face and paramedics slapping me in the face and I'm sick as a dog. They gave me two shots of Nalaxone before I woke up. My friend was HYSTERICAL...it really sucked. The morphine was several 30mg tablets swallowed and two shot up, followed by about half a bottle of vodka...I honestly have no idea why on earth I was doing that, but I didn't stop till I was puking everywhere and my girlfriend was to find me lying on the floor fighting to breathe...but by thr time the ambulance came I felt much better. Probably because I puked up the morphine, I don't know. They are so scary to everyone around but when it happens you just don't know. Its like falling asleep, you just never know when it happens. There is just nothing..nothing...nothing....then BOOM a paramedic hitting you in the face and that cold breeze of oxygen on your mouth and the intense withdrawal. Then you realize you need gear to get you through the shit you are after causing.
 
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