hironakamura
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(first of all, sorry about my english, it is not my native language. i hope everything will be understandable)
This is a story about me and my friend ingesting LSD on a saturday evening, and surviving the worst that could have happened. Full story:
It was saturday(18.5), and there was a special evening in our city, where all museums were opened, and everyone could enter for free throughout the evening, until 12 PM. Me and my friends A and P planned to drop some LSD blotters, so the evening would have an extra spice to it. We went to a forest near where i live, dropped the blotters (i dropped 2, A dropped 2 and a half, and P dropped 1 since it was his first time. The blotters were suspected to have ~250ug in them), smoked some cigs and enjoyed the warm weather. This was at 17:00. I'll just skip to when the effects kicked in.
At about 18:00, we all noticed the trees moving, the clouds changing, and many other things. This was my and A's second time eating LSD, so we kinda knew what to expect, but this was really intense, like, a lot. When i looked at my hand, not only i saw it all waving and changing colors (thanks to the LSD), i also noticed it was shaking as hell in real life. Shaking to the extend i could not fire my own cigarette. I was not scared about fact, we all we're just laughing.
At 18:30 we decided we'll head into town, get something to eat, and start the museum tour. The effects were getting more and more intense every second and i noticed i started to have some kind of physical craving, like something that couldn't be fulfilled. It was wierd, and not only i felt weirder every second, i also started to have problems talking. Like, by this time, it took me 30 seconds to create a sentence that made sense. We were heading to a meeting with few other friends, but i kept forgetting this, and kept asking my friends where are we going.
It was 19:00, when we were sitting infront of my friend's house. From this place, my memory is corrupted, so i'll just write those shards i remember. First, i remember i needed to pee, so i went, but after i came back i kept checking if i didn't pee myself (sometimes when i'm stoned i have a feeling like i pissed myself, so i thought this was it). Next thing i remember, was that i started to have like full-on, realistic hallucinations. I've seen people walking around us, trees changing into various objects, and i was extremely scared by all this, i don't even know why. This was only about 2 hours into the trip, and i knew the peak was still on it's way. I tried to say this sentence to my friends: "I wonder how is this trip gonna effect my normal life, my mother and such." (at this point, i definitely knew something was wrong, and that this is not gonna end well.) It took me like 2 minutes before i said the sentence, receiving worried looks from my friends. After this, i only remember one last thing, and that was my friend P calling someone to come and help (i had no idea what was he talking about).. Then i remember the friend who was called came, and was looking at me, and that is everything i remember from that evening.
I woke up at 18:00, at sunday 19.5, in a local hospital. I was tied to bed, and when i tried to move, a brief pain passed through my body so i stopped, opened my eyes, and was looking at my mum and the doctors around me. They asked me if i knew where, and when i was, i said no, and was surprised after hearing that i was put in artificial sleep for more than 20 hours. I was told i had some kind of seizure, that my heart stopped and had to be kickstarted back on. I was laying at "Anesthesiology and Resuscitation", and beside me was my friend A, still in the artificial sleep. I asked if the same thing happened to him, and they told me that this is an coincidence, that he was hit by a bus and transported here about 5 hours after me. I was put on those machines that were breathing for me, because i wasn't able to myself, and my friend A isn't still. They released me yesterday, after some basic psychyatric tests (who's the president?, 7x7?), and i am now home, resting.
My friend is still at ARO in hospital, and i'm going to visit him tomorrow, i hope he is gonna be ok. As i said, he was hit by a bus, and i think i heard the doctors say that he will need some operations in his face, and maybe in his lungs.
Now, this is what my friend P told me.
As we were sitting infront of my friends house (19:00), according to him i started panicking, being paranoid as hell, talking about how this is gonna end and so on.. I started to clench my teeth real hard, i was shaking myself, vomiting stomach juices, and that i became all green. At this point, he was calling the friend i was talking about. Next, i reportedly started to walk in the road, and as P and the other friend tried to pull me back, i was still walking into the road, pulling them both with great force (they are 65 and 85kg, i am 70 and yet i was stronger than both of them). They pulled me back to the walkway, and sat me down. I started to fall to the ground, and had some kind of seizure, P says it looked almost epileptic. When this was happening, my friend A was sitting next to me. Under the influence of the drug, he didn't notice any of this !! But when he heard the siren, he ran away. P later called him, and they all agreed they will go to the hospital to see me. When P arrived to the hospital, they didn't let them in, it was said to them that i was sleeping, and that i couldn't breathe myself, and they were asked to come back tomorrow. A wasn't there, and he wasn't responding to P's calls either, but he responded later at around 23:00. P says he heard A say in normal, calm voice: "i think i lost my mind", and then the phone hung up. At that time, A was with another friend, who later said A went crazy, they fought, and A then ran away and jumped infront of a bus.
This happened 3 days ago, and i am now resting, my whole body is aching and i feel a little dizzy. A is still in the hospital, and i am praying for the best. The police wasn't yet involved in this, and i hope it won't end badly for us. Please, wish me best.
This is a story about me and my friend ingesting LSD on a saturday evening, and surviving the worst that could have happened. Full story:
It was saturday(18.5), and there was a special evening in our city, where all museums were opened, and everyone could enter for free throughout the evening, until 12 PM. Me and my friends A and P planned to drop some LSD blotters, so the evening would have an extra spice to it. We went to a forest near where i live, dropped the blotters (i dropped 2, A dropped 2 and a half, and P dropped 1 since it was his first time. The blotters were suspected to have ~250ug in them), smoked some cigs and enjoyed the warm weather. This was at 17:00. I'll just skip to when the effects kicked in.
At about 18:00, we all noticed the trees moving, the clouds changing, and many other things. This was my and A's second time eating LSD, so we kinda knew what to expect, but this was really intense, like, a lot. When i looked at my hand, not only i saw it all waving and changing colors (thanks to the LSD), i also noticed it was shaking as hell in real life. Shaking to the extend i could not fire my own cigarette. I was not scared about fact, we all we're just laughing.
At 18:30 we decided we'll head into town, get something to eat, and start the museum tour. The effects were getting more and more intense every second and i noticed i started to have some kind of physical craving, like something that couldn't be fulfilled. It was wierd, and not only i felt weirder every second, i also started to have problems talking. Like, by this time, it took me 30 seconds to create a sentence that made sense. We were heading to a meeting with few other friends, but i kept forgetting this, and kept asking my friends where are we going.
It was 19:00, when we were sitting infront of my friend's house. From this place, my memory is corrupted, so i'll just write those shards i remember. First, i remember i needed to pee, so i went, but after i came back i kept checking if i didn't pee myself (sometimes when i'm stoned i have a feeling like i pissed myself, so i thought this was it). Next thing i remember, was that i started to have like full-on, realistic hallucinations. I've seen people walking around us, trees changing into various objects, and i was extremely scared by all this, i don't even know why. This was only about 2 hours into the trip, and i knew the peak was still on it's way. I tried to say this sentence to my friends: "I wonder how is this trip gonna effect my normal life, my mother and such." (at this point, i definitely knew something was wrong, and that this is not gonna end well.) It took me like 2 minutes before i said the sentence, receiving worried looks from my friends. After this, i only remember one last thing, and that was my friend P calling someone to come and help (i had no idea what was he talking about).. Then i remember the friend who was called came, and was looking at me, and that is everything i remember from that evening.
I woke up at 18:00, at sunday 19.5, in a local hospital. I was tied to bed, and when i tried to move, a brief pain passed through my body so i stopped, opened my eyes, and was looking at my mum and the doctors around me. They asked me if i knew where, and when i was, i said no, and was surprised after hearing that i was put in artificial sleep for more than 20 hours. I was told i had some kind of seizure, that my heart stopped and had to be kickstarted back on. I was laying at "Anesthesiology and Resuscitation", and beside me was my friend A, still in the artificial sleep. I asked if the same thing happened to him, and they told me that this is an coincidence, that he was hit by a bus and transported here about 5 hours after me. I was put on those machines that were breathing for me, because i wasn't able to myself, and my friend A isn't still. They released me yesterday, after some basic psychyatric tests (who's the president?, 7x7?), and i am now home, resting.
My friend is still at ARO in hospital, and i'm going to visit him tomorrow, i hope he is gonna be ok. As i said, he was hit by a bus, and i think i heard the doctors say that he will need some operations in his face, and maybe in his lungs.
Now, this is what my friend P told me.
As we were sitting infront of my friends house (19:00), according to him i started panicking, being paranoid as hell, talking about how this is gonna end and so on.. I started to clench my teeth real hard, i was shaking myself, vomiting stomach juices, and that i became all green. At this point, he was calling the friend i was talking about. Next, i reportedly started to walk in the road, and as P and the other friend tried to pull me back, i was still walking into the road, pulling them both with great force (they are 65 and 85kg, i am 70 and yet i was stronger than both of them). They pulled me back to the walkway, and sat me down. I started to fall to the ground, and had some kind of seizure, P says it looked almost epileptic. When this was happening, my friend A was sitting next to me. Under the influence of the drug, he didn't notice any of this !! But when he heard the siren, he ran away. P later called him, and they all agreed they will go to the hospital to see me. When P arrived to the hospital, they didn't let them in, it was said to them that i was sleeping, and that i couldn't breathe myself, and they were asked to come back tomorrow. A wasn't there, and he wasn't responding to P's calls either, but he responded later at around 23:00. P says he heard A say in normal, calm voice: "i think i lost my mind", and then the phone hung up. At that time, A was with another friend, who later said A went crazy, they fought, and A then ran away and jumped infront of a bus.
This happened 3 days ago, and i am now resting, my whole body is aching and i feel a little dizzy. A is still in the hospital, and i am praying for the best. The police wasn't yet involved in this, and i hope it won't end badly for us. Please, wish me best.
