Throbbing_Gristle
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I recently had the most horrible experience recently with any drug I've ever had. Worse than any existential marijuana nightmare I've had up to this point.
I got some decent stuff after getting bunk bag after bunk bag, and the first day was great, euphoria, energy talkativeness, all that. I skipped a couple days and when that first line didn't do it for me, I kept doing more and more throughout the day, but I just couldn't get that damn euphoria back. Felt like I should take a benzo before bed (I wish I would have now!), but i decided not to and tried to get up and go downstairs to get a glass of water. It was extremely difficult to get up, and when I walked, my legs wouldn't move right, and I felt pretty strange, maybe a little faint, but it wasn't uncomfortable and was actually kind of a nice, new sensation I haven't felt before.
I fell asleep around 9 pm after chugging my water and just watching a youtube video. I got up about 4 hours later at 1:30 am so I could get to work at 3 am. Other than a headache, I felt fine and well-rested, so I took 3 off-brand Naproxen and got around. My fiance took me to work and I was early so we decided to shop around the store for a little bit and I started to get that weird feeling in my legs again. I figured it would pass and I would just take it easy while I was working until it did. Instead, it got worse, and I felt extremely strange, like I could go unconscious at any second, none of my muscles seemed to respond right away to any of the signals my brain was trying to send, even trying to move my tongue to ease my increasingly dry mouth was a chore.
By the time we got to the checkout lanes, I knew I was fucked up beyond working that day, and even something simple as moving my hand to my face was the strangest feeling in the world and didn't even feel like I could control it.
I knew the hospital was probably 5 minutes away and I had to go NOW. I finally spoke up and told my fiance that I felt like I was going to pass out and told her I had to go to the ER right away. She got one of the managers to let him know I wasn't going to be working and going to the ER because I felt like I was going to pass out. He said I liked pale as a ghost and that I needed to go.
In the parking lot, I asked my lady how I looked and she said my pupils were really huge and I was pale but otherwise I looked find. I said "don't let me die here!" and the panic started to set it, and it was the worst panic I ever felt in my life! I literally felt that death could come at any second and I would literally cry out in fear every time I would get one of those "rushes." I tried to drink the Pepsi I bought but it just made me freak out more so I threw the bottle out the window.
My woman doesn't know about my meth use, but she kept asking if I took something and I told her no. When I got to the hospital, and I told them my symptoms at the desk, they got me to a room right away and set me up with an ekg, the nurses asked me a bunch of questions during this, that I sometimes had a hard time understanding and replying to, but everyone acted as if I was speaking normally. When I tried to re-iterate all this information to the doctor when he came in, I got stopped mid sentence every time one of those "flashes" or "rushes" (it's hard to describe this feeling without experiencing it) would happen and then think for a minute about what I was saying and try to continue my sentence.
I wanted so bad to tell the truth and just say, "I fucking overdosed on meth and I feel like it's going to kill me!" but my fiance wouldn't leave my side, and seeing her caring and devotion to me, made me not want to disappoint her or lose her and my kids forever.
Anyway, my EKG was normal, as was my blood pressure and heart rate and oxygen levels, but I think the hospital staff knew what was really going on, or at least some idea. They said I was having a severe panic attack and gave me 1 or 2 mg of lorazepam and checked up on me every 20 minutes or so to see if it was helping. It worked great, I still was having trouble with motor functions, but I wasn't having those horrifying flashes of consciousness and so I went home with a prescription for 10 1 mg lorazepams for my troubles.
I fell asleep on the way home eating a mcdonald's breakfast sandwich, laid in bed, and felt perfectly fine when I woke up 7 hours later. Plus the benzos were really nice and even helped me enjoy smoking weed again. I'm not sure what happened to me, but the symptoms seem to match up with simple partial seizures when I looked them up online, or it could have been from not eating, drinking, or sleeping the day before. All I know is I did way too much and I'm going to be taking a LONG break from this shit, if I ever do it again.
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I got some decent stuff after getting bunk bag after bunk bag, and the first day was great, euphoria, energy talkativeness, all that. I skipped a couple days and when that first line didn't do it for me, I kept doing more and more throughout the day, but I just couldn't get that damn euphoria back. Felt like I should take a benzo before bed (I wish I would have now!), but i decided not to and tried to get up and go downstairs to get a glass of water. It was extremely difficult to get up, and when I walked, my legs wouldn't move right, and I felt pretty strange, maybe a little faint, but it wasn't uncomfortable and was actually kind of a nice, new sensation I haven't felt before.
I fell asleep around 9 pm after chugging my water and just watching a youtube video. I got up about 4 hours later at 1:30 am so I could get to work at 3 am. Other than a headache, I felt fine and well-rested, so I took 3 off-brand Naproxen and got around. My fiance took me to work and I was early so we decided to shop around the store for a little bit and I started to get that weird feeling in my legs again. I figured it would pass and I would just take it easy while I was working until it did. Instead, it got worse, and I felt extremely strange, like I could go unconscious at any second, none of my muscles seemed to respond right away to any of the signals my brain was trying to send, even trying to move my tongue to ease my increasingly dry mouth was a chore.
By the time we got to the checkout lanes, I knew I was fucked up beyond working that day, and even something simple as moving my hand to my face was the strangest feeling in the world and didn't even feel like I could control it.
I knew the hospital was probably 5 minutes away and I had to go NOW. I finally spoke up and told my fiance that I felt like I was going to pass out and told her I had to go to the ER right away. She got one of the managers to let him know I wasn't going to be working and going to the ER because I felt like I was going to pass out. He said I liked pale as a ghost and that I needed to go.
In the parking lot, I asked my lady how I looked and she said my pupils were really huge and I was pale but otherwise I looked find. I said "don't let me die here!" and the panic started to set it, and it was the worst panic I ever felt in my life! I literally felt that death could come at any second and I would literally cry out in fear every time I would get one of those "rushes." I tried to drink the Pepsi I bought but it just made me freak out more so I threw the bottle out the window.
My woman doesn't know about my meth use, but she kept asking if I took something and I told her no. When I got to the hospital, and I told them my symptoms at the desk, they got me to a room right away and set me up with an ekg, the nurses asked me a bunch of questions during this, that I sometimes had a hard time understanding and replying to, but everyone acted as if I was speaking normally. When I tried to re-iterate all this information to the doctor when he came in, I got stopped mid sentence every time one of those "flashes" or "rushes" (it's hard to describe this feeling without experiencing it) would happen and then think for a minute about what I was saying and try to continue my sentence.
I wanted so bad to tell the truth and just say, "I fucking overdosed on meth and I feel like it's going to kill me!" but my fiance wouldn't leave my side, and seeing her caring and devotion to me, made me not want to disappoint her or lose her and my kids forever.
Anyway, my EKG was normal, as was my blood pressure and heart rate and oxygen levels, but I think the hospital staff knew what was really going on, or at least some idea. They said I was having a severe panic attack and gave me 1 or 2 mg of lorazepam and checked up on me every 20 minutes or so to see if it was helping. It worked great, I still was having trouble with motor functions, but I wasn't having those horrifying flashes of consciousness and so I went home with a prescription for 10 1 mg lorazepams for my troubles.
I fell asleep on the way home eating a mcdonald's breakfast sandwich, laid in bed, and felt perfectly fine when I woke up 7 hours later. Plus the benzos were really nice and even helped me enjoy smoking weed again. I'm not sure what happened to me, but the symptoms seem to match up with simple partial seizures when I looked them up online, or it could have been from not eating, drinking, or sleeping the day before. All I know is I did way too much and I'm going to be taking a LONG break from this shit, if I ever do it again.
Tagged by Xorkoth
substancecode_methamphetamine
substancecode_meth
substancecode_amphetamines
substancecode_lorazepam
substancecode_benzos
substancecode_gabaergics
_combo_
explevel_experienced
exptype_negative
exptype_healthissues
exptype_bodyload
exptype_difficult
exptype_disaster
exptype_overdose
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