Lightning-Nl
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Around 2 weeks ago, I was out of my Adderall prescription and WAY behind on my work schedule. I didn't know what to do, and I didn't feel motivated at all. So I made myself a cup of coffee and sat down on my laptop. I just sorta dicked around for a bit and didn't really do anything so I made myself another coffee. When this cup didn't help, I got really frustrated and angry and I sort of got manic because of my anger.
I am diagnosed Bipolar and anger really triggers my manic episodes. Because I was extremely angry at the fact that I wasn't getting anything done when I had a shit-ton to do (plus a lot of other extremely frustrating things had happened that exact same day) No exaggeration - I filled my coffee mug with an entire thing of NesCafe instant coffee, added around 20 TBS of sugar and drank the entire thing in less than 5 minutes.
Instantly I knew it was a mistake because within 2 minutes of doing that, I got THE worst stomach ache I have ever had in my entire life. I felt extremely bloated, full of gas, and it was very similar to have the stomach flu.
I couldn't really handle the stomach ache, so I called it quits on my work and laid down on the couch. Within the next 15 minutes, I was SO ill I couldn't move. I had a headache like you wouldn't believe. It literally felt as if I had a huge gash across my forehead. I also had an extreme cold sweat. I was so cold while laying on my couch that I was shivering extremely bad, but if I tried to pull the blanket I had underneath my over myself; I felt as if any little movement would make me puke.
When I was finally able to pull the blanket over myself, I got so hot - so fast that I had to pull it off of myself literally within 30 seconds of putting it on.
Over the next two hours - every 15 minutes, these awful symptoms would double in effect and by - I believe it was no around 8:30 in the evening - I was so deathly ill, so nauseous and in so much pain that when I felt like I was about to have diarrhea - I tried to get off the couch, but I just ended up falling on the floor and hitting my head - making everything worse and at the exact moment I hit my head, I lost complete control of my bowels and ended up soiling myself on my living room floor and there was NOTHING I could do about it.
I felt this was for around 3 1/2 hours and just layed on my floor - literally asking god to make it all stop. I was so ill I literally thought I was going to die.
I dont' exactly remember what happened, but I believe I past-out. I remember opening my eyes and seeing only blackness. At first, I actually thought I was dead, but I then realized where I was and what was happening.
I looked around the room and remember seeing the glow of my cable-box digital clock reading "3:22 AM". My head was throbbing with pain and my butt was extremely sore. I'm assuming this is because I was laying in my out feces for 7ish hours.
Somehow, I managed to pull myself off of my floor. I realized at this point that my cloths were absolutely drenched with sweat, and my floor was actually squishy because of how much I had been sweating. I smelled so bad, and my cloths were so gross at this point that I just pulled all of my cloths off. I then walked upstairs and into my bathroom. I was so thirsty - and had no cup - that I just drank straight from my faucet literally for 5 minutes straight.
I was still really nauseous and bloated so I took two Imodium (simethicone & loperamide) and went to my bed. My entire back was covered in diarrhea and sweat, but I didn't really care. So I just layed in my bed and somehow fell asleep.
I woke up at 4 hours later at 7:47. The Imodium had allowed me to fall asleep, but once it wore off - my stomach ache (the bloating, the nausea, and the heart burn) were back. And when I say they were back - they were back with a vengeance.
My stomach somehow felt even worse than before. I laid in my bed - hoping it would go away - but after around 20 minutes of this I finally felt like I was about to puke and booked it to my bathroom, where I only threw up very little. I sat at my toilet for another 20 minutes praying that I would throw up.
After another 20 minutes, I couldn't take it anymore and induced vomiting my sticking my finger down my throat.
What came up was a blackish-red mixture of stomach bile - indicating that I had either a tear in my esophagus or internal bleeding in my stomach. I did this twice more until I felt a little better and laid back on my bed.
The time I awoke was at 4:30ish PM. However, this time when I awoke, I felt much better. I still felt ill, but nothing like I had the night before.
The next two days, I had explosive diarrhea and bad stomach cramping, but I was getting better.
It's now been about 2 weeks since this has happened and I have fully recovered from this incident. Because the coffee and sugar is what made my feel this way - I can no longer smell the smell of coffee without feeling nauseous.
I am diagnosed Bipolar and anger really triggers my manic episodes. Because I was extremely angry at the fact that I wasn't getting anything done when I had a shit-ton to do (plus a lot of other extremely frustrating things had happened that exact same day) No exaggeration - I filled my coffee mug with an entire thing of NesCafe instant coffee, added around 20 TBS of sugar and drank the entire thing in less than 5 minutes.
Instantly I knew it was a mistake because within 2 minutes of doing that, I got THE worst stomach ache I have ever had in my entire life. I felt extremely bloated, full of gas, and it was very similar to have the stomach flu.
I couldn't really handle the stomach ache, so I called it quits on my work and laid down on the couch. Within the next 15 minutes, I was SO ill I couldn't move. I had a headache like you wouldn't believe. It literally felt as if I had a huge gash across my forehead. I also had an extreme cold sweat. I was so cold while laying on my couch that I was shivering extremely bad, but if I tried to pull the blanket I had underneath my over myself; I felt as if any little movement would make me puke.
When I was finally able to pull the blanket over myself, I got so hot - so fast that I had to pull it off of myself literally within 30 seconds of putting it on.
Over the next two hours - every 15 minutes, these awful symptoms would double in effect and by - I believe it was no around 8:30 in the evening - I was so deathly ill, so nauseous and in so much pain that when I felt like I was about to have diarrhea - I tried to get off the couch, but I just ended up falling on the floor and hitting my head - making everything worse and at the exact moment I hit my head, I lost complete control of my bowels and ended up soiling myself on my living room floor and there was NOTHING I could do about it.
I felt this was for around 3 1/2 hours and just layed on my floor - literally asking god to make it all stop. I was so ill I literally thought I was going to die.
I dont' exactly remember what happened, but I believe I past-out. I remember opening my eyes and seeing only blackness. At first, I actually thought I was dead, but I then realized where I was and what was happening.
I looked around the room and remember seeing the glow of my cable-box digital clock reading "3:22 AM". My head was throbbing with pain and my butt was extremely sore. I'm assuming this is because I was laying in my out feces for 7ish hours.
Somehow, I managed to pull myself off of my floor. I realized at this point that my cloths were absolutely drenched with sweat, and my floor was actually squishy because of how much I had been sweating. I smelled so bad, and my cloths were so gross at this point that I just pulled all of my cloths off. I then walked upstairs and into my bathroom. I was so thirsty - and had no cup - that I just drank straight from my faucet literally for 5 minutes straight.
I was still really nauseous and bloated so I took two Imodium (simethicone & loperamide) and went to my bed. My entire back was covered in diarrhea and sweat, but I didn't really care. So I just layed in my bed and somehow fell asleep.
I woke up at 4 hours later at 7:47. The Imodium had allowed me to fall asleep, but once it wore off - my stomach ache (the bloating, the nausea, and the heart burn) were back. And when I say they were back - they were back with a vengeance.
My stomach somehow felt even worse than before. I laid in my bed - hoping it would go away - but after around 20 minutes of this I finally felt like I was about to puke and booked it to my bathroom, where I only threw up very little. I sat at my toilet for another 20 minutes praying that I would throw up.
After another 20 minutes, I couldn't take it anymore and induced vomiting my sticking my finger down my throat.
What came up was a blackish-red mixture of stomach bile - indicating that I had either a tear in my esophagus or internal bleeding in my stomach. I did this twice more until I felt a little better and laid back on my bed.
The time I awoke was at 4:30ish PM. However, this time when I awoke, I felt much better. I still felt ill, but nothing like I had the night before.
The next two days, I had explosive diarrhea and bad stomach cramping, but I was getting better.
It's now been about 2 weeks since this has happened and I have fully recovered from this incident. Because the coffee and sugar is what made my feel this way - I can no longer smell the smell of coffee without feeling nauseous.
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