dankhead88
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So I've been keeping this quiet from a lot of friends and even my own parents that I'm currently living with. Recently, I've been arrested for methamphetamine possession which is a felony in the state of Georgia. I sometimes wonder if I really deserved this, because of a recent relapse of heroin and methamphetamine. Now, my habits were much worse back then, but recently, I've started back and I was able to maintain my use, not getting a consistent habit, only to deal with moderate to mild withdrawals from heroin. The meth i really don't use too often compared to how heavy I was using in the past.
This all happened during a break from my job at around 2 in the morning.
I acquired a bag of some dope, and I've IVd it about 3 times due to it's low potency, until I started getting cotton fever somehow and I started shaking and shivering violently, so I decided to take a quick walk outside of my car.
Now this is the part that really bugs me. I am quite sure I hit my head real hard on a surface of some sort. I don't quite remember how I hit my head, but I do remember that after hitting my head, my coordination was really off and I could not run, walk, or any of that sort, but try my best to crawl out of public sight. I make it to the back of the office buildings and I rest it out.
Somehow I blackout, and I end up waking up near the curb of the street where there are some flowers growing on the side. My vision is god awful and coordination is off by a long mile. I'm covered in sweat and even managed to sweat through my apron and pants. It's really hard focusing and I cannot stand up straight without the sake of my heartrate going up in dangerous levels and getting dizzy. I ended up falling quite a bit, getting scrapes and bruises on my arms. I'm really trying to get out of public view, out of worry just in case someone sees me.
As I'm desperately trying to find my car to turn the A/C on to cool off due to running hot temperatures and sweating profusely, I end up getting lost, despite how close my car is due to my loss of coordination and horrible vision I was experiencing.
I thought I found my car but I've only ended up sitting on a pile of branches, cutting my arms. I eventually have no more energy and start having muscle spasms.
Unable to control the spasms, it was starting to become painful and uncomfortable. Eventually, I felt sick to the point of non-stop vomiting and it's hard for me to stop and try to catch some air. This continues for what I think felt like an eternity but I think it was about 5 minutes.
After the vomiting, I find some sort of relief and lay down. Not knowing where I was, it felt like I was laying in the street(which I was). I kept saying to myself that I wanted to end this misery and started crying. At that point I wanted to die. About an hour later(I think), I hear a voice. A guy had found me laying facedown in the street with my hands kind of twitching. It felt like a dream, but it was all reality. Everything felt like a dream after hitting my head. Wasn't sure if I ever went to sleep in the first place. The guy kept saying. "Hello?", "Can you get up?", "You need to get out of the street." in which I replied "I'm trying", "it's too hard", or something along those lines. At that point, I was kind of nodding off, but eventually, I regain some of my composure, where I can stand up again. Getting up from the puddle of sweat I created, I can walk again but it's really hard to walk straight. I walk only to see a police car roll up in front of me. I couldn't make the car out, but the flashing blue lights were a dead give away. Unable to see the officer, I was only able to see his outlines and some minor details due to my vision being fucked up. He asks, what I was on and I only shrugged my shoulders. He tells me to put my arms out to see track marks and tells me to put my hands on his vehicle. He searches me to find my bag of dope, a mixing bowl, saline bottle, and a syringe. He then proceeds to handcuff me and then he tests out some of the paraphernalia I had with his testing kit, only to find out it has methamphetamine residue. He decides to also call an ambulance in the process.
The ambulance arrives, and they rule it out as an "opiate overdose". They let my boss know I'm getting arrested, which luckily he is also a good friend of mine. My boss arrives and finds me covered in sweat and vomit. He needed a ride from me so,I let him take my car without the risk of it getting impounded. My heartrate is around 160-170, and they think it's from the meth, but the meth was consumed more than 14 hours ago. I've had methamphetamine before, and the amount I took wouldn't last that long. I would need a massive amount or would need to binge all day. I normally always check my pulse on meth and the effects wore off a while ago. I feel that my heartrate is high due to anxiety and panic. They proceed to put me in the ambulance in handcuffs and give me saline solution. It's 4 in the morning now. They said I was very lucky that I didn't die. At that point my vision was getting a little better, maybe because of the lights. They were debating on either giving me naloxone or a benzo and they weren't sure what to give me, but I'm glad they gave me saline because I felt very dehydrated. I ended up in the hospital for 12 hours and then went to jail afterwards.
I was in jail for 3 days and got a signature bond. Right now I am in pretrial and I'm not sure what to do at this point. I cannot afford a lawyer and neither can my parents as they are in debt and bankrupt, but I am trying not to let them know what happened because I don't want anymore family stress and money is really hard right now. I did tell them I was at the hospital due to a head injury, but that's all they know.
I'm afraid of getting my license suspended, because that is my only means of transportation of getting to my job and at this point I'm just looking for advice from people with similar experiences. I've never had a felony(I do have 3 misdemeanors) and I really want to get a career by going back to school or hell, even get other jobs without having to worry about my records.
Much advice is appreciated. Sigh, I'm just hoping I can get this expunged or dropped down to a misdemeanor. I don't know. This has been in my mind for a while.
This all happened during a break from my job at around 2 in the morning.
I acquired a bag of some dope, and I've IVd it about 3 times due to it's low potency, until I started getting cotton fever somehow and I started shaking and shivering violently, so I decided to take a quick walk outside of my car.
Now this is the part that really bugs me. I am quite sure I hit my head real hard on a surface of some sort. I don't quite remember how I hit my head, but I do remember that after hitting my head, my coordination was really off and I could not run, walk, or any of that sort, but try my best to crawl out of public sight. I make it to the back of the office buildings and I rest it out.
Somehow I blackout, and I end up waking up near the curb of the street where there are some flowers growing on the side. My vision is god awful and coordination is off by a long mile. I'm covered in sweat and even managed to sweat through my apron and pants. It's really hard focusing and I cannot stand up straight without the sake of my heartrate going up in dangerous levels and getting dizzy. I ended up falling quite a bit, getting scrapes and bruises on my arms. I'm really trying to get out of public view, out of worry just in case someone sees me.
As I'm desperately trying to find my car to turn the A/C on to cool off due to running hot temperatures and sweating profusely, I end up getting lost, despite how close my car is due to my loss of coordination and horrible vision I was experiencing.
I thought I found my car but I've only ended up sitting on a pile of branches, cutting my arms. I eventually have no more energy and start having muscle spasms.
Unable to control the spasms, it was starting to become painful and uncomfortable. Eventually, I felt sick to the point of non-stop vomiting and it's hard for me to stop and try to catch some air. This continues for what I think felt like an eternity but I think it was about 5 minutes.
After the vomiting, I find some sort of relief and lay down. Not knowing where I was, it felt like I was laying in the street(which I was). I kept saying to myself that I wanted to end this misery and started crying. At that point I wanted to die. About an hour later(I think), I hear a voice. A guy had found me laying facedown in the street with my hands kind of twitching. It felt like a dream, but it was all reality. Everything felt like a dream after hitting my head. Wasn't sure if I ever went to sleep in the first place. The guy kept saying. "Hello?", "Can you get up?", "You need to get out of the street." in which I replied "I'm trying", "it's too hard", or something along those lines. At that point, I was kind of nodding off, but eventually, I regain some of my composure, where I can stand up again. Getting up from the puddle of sweat I created, I can walk again but it's really hard to walk straight. I walk only to see a police car roll up in front of me. I couldn't make the car out, but the flashing blue lights were a dead give away. Unable to see the officer, I was only able to see his outlines and some minor details due to my vision being fucked up. He asks, what I was on and I only shrugged my shoulders. He tells me to put my arms out to see track marks and tells me to put my hands on his vehicle. He searches me to find my bag of dope, a mixing bowl, saline bottle, and a syringe. He then proceeds to handcuff me and then he tests out some of the paraphernalia I had with his testing kit, only to find out it has methamphetamine residue. He decides to also call an ambulance in the process.
The ambulance arrives, and they rule it out as an "opiate overdose". They let my boss know I'm getting arrested, which luckily he is also a good friend of mine. My boss arrives and finds me covered in sweat and vomit. He needed a ride from me so,I let him take my car without the risk of it getting impounded. My heartrate is around 160-170, and they think it's from the meth, but the meth was consumed more than 14 hours ago. I've had methamphetamine before, and the amount I took wouldn't last that long. I would need a massive amount or would need to binge all day. I normally always check my pulse on meth and the effects wore off a while ago. I feel that my heartrate is high due to anxiety and panic. They proceed to put me in the ambulance in handcuffs and give me saline solution. It's 4 in the morning now. They said I was very lucky that I didn't die. At that point my vision was getting a little better, maybe because of the lights. They were debating on either giving me naloxone or a benzo and they weren't sure what to give me, but I'm glad they gave me saline because I felt very dehydrated. I ended up in the hospital for 12 hours and then went to jail afterwards.
I was in jail for 3 days and got a signature bond. Right now I am in pretrial and I'm not sure what to do at this point. I cannot afford a lawyer and neither can my parents as they are in debt and bankrupt, but I am trying not to let them know what happened because I don't want anymore family stress and money is really hard right now. I did tell them I was at the hospital due to a head injury, but that's all they know.
I'm afraid of getting my license suspended, because that is my only means of transportation of getting to my job and at this point I'm just looking for advice from people with similar experiences. I've never had a felony(I do have 3 misdemeanors) and I really want to get a career by going back to school or hell, even get other jobs without having to worry about my records.
Much advice is appreciated. Sigh, I'm just hoping I can get this expunged or dropped down to a misdemeanor. I don't know. This has been in my mind for a while.
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, but i wish you luck with getting your charge dropped down 
this could even be a positive situation long term if it helps reduce your drug use because i remember from similar situations that when things like that happen, your getting a bit blase and out of hand etc with your drug usage when they happen
