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I might lose my arm. TONIGHT. Help is desperately needed. I beg you for any help...

i really hope dude isn't trolling us....

8 posts and each one pretty damn coherent and with very few major typos. Anyway, y'all told him the righrt thing, go to the ER.

Time will tell if he's just jerking us off.

oh ya, it looks like a mild histamine reaction.
 
Namne, i really appreciate that; it means alot to me. And the reason i'm back on, and not being treated for whatevea is wrong with me is because my mom is a lying cunt. I got the car keys and went to go out to the car, and like usual, she's out front of the house smoking a cig, she asks what i'm doing, and i tell her that i'm feeling very ill and i need to go to the hospital because not only do i feel like shit but i injured my arm at the gym today (great cover =p) so she told me that she needed to get her purse out of the car. she does so, locks the car, and puts the keys into her bra, the one place she knows that i will never steal anything from.... And what makes this situation even more messed up is that less than 2 weeks ago, we had a heartfelt conversation and she owund up crying at the end and halfassedly appologized for beating me senseless when i was a kid, and when i was having this conversatoin with from here on in we shall refer to her as Brigadere General Bitch or BGB, In which she said (and i quote) "Anything that you need help with pertaining to your addicition and your success as a sober person, please feel free to ask anything of me, talk to me, or confide in me about anything you wish to without any reprecussions. Boy-o was i wrong... About 1 week after she said that (approx a week ago to this day) I felt bold enough to inform her that i was like 30 something days cold turkey off a massive percocet binge. Upon telling her this i also asked for a Klonopin to help with my anxiety, because as it is i suffer from anxiety issues. When i asked her for this, she said SURE! just take a drug test... So three hours later and 1 failed test later... She is still screaming at me, telling me how i'm not going to school, how i'm not getting the car that was supposed to be my xmas gift, and how i'll be lucky if i still get to live under this roof... Thank god for my dad, i love that man. Without him i would be nothing... but i digress... SO after all that bullshit and lies from her, on top of the agita/agida (idk how its spelled, i'm trying to be grammer/spelling/punctuationrific so that reading all of this dribble isn't so horrid...) that she caused me from freaking the fuck out over a stupid ass drug test i still get NO support from her whatsoever, OR a fuggin klonopin... And the reason i typed all that up was so i could tell you this! Even though my arm is clearly worse, the rash is getting gnarly, and my fingers are slightly tingling about 20-25% of the time. ANNNND i have a 101 fever. Thankfully enough, my swelling has gone down, and the "crosseyed vision" has been replaced by a mild headache. If i were to rate this headache on a scale of 1-10 i'd rate it a 4.20, Kidding =p, more along the lines of a 3ish. She will not let me go to the hospital. When i explaned my genuine concern that i might wakeup in the morning with only one functioning upper limb she laughed in my face. woo, fun... I just wish she knew what it feels like to be powerless against that horrible emotional connection between you and someone you hate, or more commonly known the love hate relationship with a drug of your choice. So that when shit like this happens, and i'm genuinely in need of help, she wont lie to me to get me to admit stupid ass trivial shit. Thank god for you guys... So now that the hospital is out of the option until ATLEAST 3:30, cuz there guaranteed in REM sleep by now... Cause i refuse to sit idly by and watch this happen, does anyone have any suggestions for anything that might serve as a calming medication? a favorite herb? or vitamin? or even excercise or breathing technique. Because right now i can not focus on anything but the image of my stump to be. that was anything but a quick reply LOL
 
And no im not trolling. This is legitimate... i know its alot of posts. but its because i'm scared.... like really scared. i've never had an experience with anything that made me truely believe that i was that close to death..And i've accidentally OD'd quite a few times on heron, you just fall intoa deeeeep slumber so that no one will wake you .. Feel free to PM me, i don't feel justified in getting this many posts... But this is a true blue concern of mine, so i guess i'm gunna have to start racking them up soon... And if i was trolling i wouldn't be making such long posts trying to minimize the floodage, because once i start typing its quite hard for me to stop because my mind is just such a jumblefuck of information and words, that i just accept whatever comes out first and use it.

But thank you very much for the possible cause of my problem... It will be something that i will be looking into as we speak, I hope that you are right, and that there was just some stupid histamine biproducts used as cut for my ron.... But if not i'm not sure what to think. i'm continuing my research... I hate myself so much. I wish i had have never put myself in half of the situations i did.

But for anyone who is down and out like i am at the moment, here is a quote that has changed my life for the better, and if it, or my flaws can help anyone, then i consider my suffering worth it. It goes....
"It is never too late to be what you could have been"
And to me that means never to give up because if you keep your chin up and put as much of your heart into that project as possible, the results will be magnificent. Every single person on this earth is capable of amazingly glorious feats, and if anyone ever tries to tell you otherwise; its because they are insecure, and miserable. and because of this they know that they will never succeed at life or climb anywhere up the ladder. AT BEST they hope to stay exactly where they were when they first started the magnificent journey called life. Basically, don't ever let anyone tell you what you can and can not do, want to know why? becaues they have NO IDEA WHATSOEVER what you are capable of... shit... whoever made this website, thank you very much... I love being in the presence of like minded peers...
 
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honestly it doesnt look like anything is wrong with your arm, i think your just freaking out cause the coke. The hardness might just be from missing abit.
 
That must be horrible to deal with such a bitch of a mom; I feel for you.

Do you have enough money to just call a cab to the hospital, that would be bettter than waiting around for her to be asleep.
 
Do you have any antihistamines in the house or is there any chance you could get some?

I don't know what more to suggest other than calling someone else take you to medical care. I know damned well that angry as I'd be with one of my kids in your situation, even if I thought they were just being dramatic I wouldn't take the risk of not having their condition assessed by someone competent.
 
Lolie said:
I don't know what more to suggest other than calling someone else take you to medical care. I know damned well that angry as I'd be with one of my kids in your situation, even if I thought they were just being dramatic I wouldn't take the risk of not having their condition assessed by someone competent.
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^This is what I was thinking. Hang in there man, and get the Dr.'s to take a look at it, better safe than sorry.

WP
 
What was the stamp on the dope? I can check with my friends from NJ to see if they got the same stamp, and if they had any weird reactions to the dope.... However, that does not rule out weird cuts that may have been in the coke.
 
Yeah, looking back on it all... The rush took me by storm. And then my legs getting the wobbles and not being able to hold me up was quite scary when it came out of nowhere and i was in front of full body mirrors, so i was under the impression i was watching myself die. then the hallucinations (idk where they came from?! Just added to the pressure... the noise in my ear that ringing made me think i stroked off or something lol... i gues i just have alot of getting used to int he world of amphetamines lol... But honestly guys... i really appreciate what you took the time to do, and i mostly appreciate tha fact that i only had 2 posts when i first started this thread, and you didn't look at that, you looked at my problem.... I don't think there would possibly be a better way to be welcomed into such a fantastic site. You guys are truely great. And the darkside has saved my life once before, but i never took the time to be a member.... But i recently came to the conclusion that since i benefitted from this website i figured i could help others so that they could benifit the way that i did.

Lolie, no antihistamines, my parents literally took every single pil out of the house, i have to beg for a benadryl when my allergies go haywire cause im allergic to dust and all knids of fun stuff...

Phene- It does suck, but #1 is in my eyes, my father is the greatest man to walk the face of the earth thati have ever met. He is humble to the T. He makes somewhere between 6 and 7 figures, yet he drives a hand me down from HIS father. He wears my and my brothers clothes 2nd hand. He never does anything for himself, all he ever does is give give give, and fix fix fix. every single neighbor expects him to be the neighborhood handyman... but i digress... Any of the bullshit that my mom puts me through is nullified times 10,000 any time that i get to have a hour of that mans time and i get to talk to him. He makes me feel so respected, loved, and cared for; its unbelieveable. Everyone tells him to throw me out, including my mom. But he won't, and to me that is amazing, that really says something. There was a point in my life where i thought that he didnt care cause he was always working or always fixing something. But then when i got over myself and realized that he had to provide for his family, and that he sacraficed countless hours oh his life to make ours better. And the most amazing part? he never expects anything back, ever. Oh yeah, and this is a personal favorite of mine... He used to do karate for 12 years... And i thought karate was for pussies... Well one night when i was 12, my friends set me up to get jumped cause i used to cut lawns and plow snow and rake leaves and scrub dishes, literally anything i can do to earn some money... Well that day i was on my bike on my way to buy a new xbox 360 with all my hard earned cashola! And me being me told my friends about it. before i even left to head up to the game store... Long story short... Three highschool freshman beat my ass, rob me and steal my shoes... Finally i get a hold of my dad and he comes and picks me up. (i've never even heard my dad curse not a once in my entire life) And by some grace of god we stumbled across them randomly on our drive back home. Well whaddya know, my dad's already completely stoppped, out of the car, and halfway across the road before i can even tell that its them, he later told me he reckognized my shoes. they were dirdek limiteds that were autographed!!! So i hop out of the car and run across the street and beg my dad not to fight them because theres 3 of them and 1 of my 52 year old dad. One of them bum rushed him, and he kicked that little fucker square in the face and knocked out 2 of his teeth. the other 2 ran away and he just stood there like a boss. That was one of my proudest moments as a son. And i got back about 1/2 of the money they stole... the other 2 guys were very happy to know that the one my dad kicked actually had stolen money from them lol! he's on his way to the bahamas.... i mean what a scumbag. but holy shit i digressed really far this time!

All you need in life is one person that you can trust with your life, and that will trust you with theres, and you will be statiated. All i know is i love my dad, and i kinna love my psychotic mom. because if everything didn't happen exactly the way it did in real life than we wouldn't be here right in this moment exactly the way it is. Maybe i wouldn't have asked for your help, maybe i would have freaked out, admitted to the parentals what i did, and now i'd be living on the tstreets, and that BGB runs the roost when my dad works, so she could, would, and has thrown me out =[
 
<It sounds like your emergency is over. Please take some time to read the TDS Forum Guidelines prior to posting. We don't care about detailed descriptions of the quality of drugs, how much people pay, details of the ritual of particular ROAs, etc. These are all considered 'triggering' and are not permitted in TDS.

Keep an eye on that arm. Keep using the hot compress (even better is a shower massager on pulse setting using the hottest water tolerable). Drink lots of water for hydration and insure any purplish or red circles do not grow outward. If you start seeing a line of purple running along your veins from the injection site, go to the ER no matter what>

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I don't know, but I feel like I somehow got to be a part of his speedball rush. :)
 
In the event that you still can't get your parents to bring you to seek medical attention, or can't get a ride from somebody else, you can always call an ambulance.

You can also tell you mom that your gonna call 911 for an ambulance if she doesn't drive you to a doctor. That should give her some incentive to drive you.
 
Now that the immediate crisis has passed I'd like to point out to the OP that it's never a good idea to delay seeking medical care in order to post here if you think you've ODed or are experiencing any other serious and immediate ill effect from your drug use.

While such threads do tend to attract quick answers, we can't really know how serious the risk of you delaying medical attention is so we're always going to advise you to seek it - and while you're wasting time chatting with us you could reach a point where you're not capable of getting real life outside help. I'm sure I'm not the only one who is haunted by the possibility that the next post in such threads might be from a real life friend telling us that the OP didn't make it.

Things seem to have worked out OK this time. You might not be so lucky next time.
 
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sounds a lot like a "dirty hit" to me i think the usa call it cotton fever, likes been said though, if you get red swelling which doesnt go away and feels warm go get some anti biotics, could be an absess. i nearly lost my arm, early habit days because of this out of shame of not going to a dr. ended up having operation to cut/drain shit out my arm. not plesant
 
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