I can see this post is old, but i have done my share of research to understand what happened to me i think? Im really new to this whole drug use. I have only done two drugs in my life. Weed & meth. Now yes you will wonder how did that happened. Well bf introduced me to it, because i wanted him to quit but he said if only i would try it so i could feel what he does. And understand..Thing is he is an IV user, and even tho it sounds so wrong and i didn't want to, i gave it a try. Scared shitless but still did it. Like i said I'm completely new to this, so i didn't know crap, but that u get a massive rush and he just needed to show me. Ok so he gave me $10 and with syringe also 10 in water...(ik it sounds horrible like what an ass bf to want u to try it with an iv like for ur first time, ARE YOU OUT OF YOUR MIND...) yes most likely. But I'm all for experimenting, I'm not someone to really get addicted i promise. Now my story is long, but you'll be just as shocked. So after HE, helped me shoot it it felt really good, felt the rush, felt like all my sense were freaking heightened, the arousal.. U know for a first time meth user to do it like that i know its something a lot of ppl look down on but, it felt amazing. It was done around 11am, and than at night i did $12-15? Same with 15H2O/around 3-4am. And still felt alright. So after having a good time, we did shoot up again around 2-3pm the next day and i think he seriously accidentally gave me a$20 and can't remember weather it was 15 in water or 20(syringe) but concentrated dosage or not, i feel like the way we use the water/syringes/cotton/spoon is not very sanitize and now that i have read this forum I'm thinking weather or not it was that dirty shot(bacteria)/ you see i told you guys I'm new to drugs. I have balls and I'm crazy for trying what i did, i get it, I suffered my consequences, and after reading it if you get the chance you'll know that my body doesn't tolerate much huh. After i hit that one we were seriously in the mood for some sexy and steamy time and the rush was way more out there than the first one i had gotten, i started to feel a little numbness, everything heightened again, eyes were jittering, temp: hot and cold, heart racing badly, and when we laid down for just 1minute, i told him," babe as good as this feels! Somethings not right." He looked at me thinking i was joking but i wasn't. I told him to stand up with me cause my whole body was going completely numb, i couldn't stand up, he had to help me up and hold me so i wouldn't fall and at the same time massage me for circulation. I could hardly manage to even speak right, Obviously i started to panic. (Boy did i over shitz my self in my mind) he tried to tell me to calm down, its in my head im stronger than it. Meth does this, head games, u got to be in control, you got this, he said. Lil did he know, i was loosing my shit. I was trying so hard to really concentrate on positive things, laugh if u may but i wanted to keep thinking of stupid candy and cute glittering stuff happy thoughts stupid happy thoughts that weren't helping because i was fighting with my consciousness in the back of my head i was telling my self, alright, u did too much, your having anxiety attacks, you got this, i knew i was very aware of every single detail that my body was acting up over the drug throwing me off big time, but i didn't want to focus on it because i knew if i did, i would of been 7ft underground....but every-time as i said that in my head, i was breathing slower and slower. As i kept thinking of happy thought told bf to hand me a plastic bag so i could breath in it and calm myself down, it wasn't really working. while i was feeling panic attack(anxy)/cramping of while body almostparalized/heart -racing/shortness of breath/dizziness. & a lot more This is where shit got real. He wanted me to come to the bathroom so he could have me jump in cold shower, but our roommate was in the bathroom, we rushed to the kitchen and he started splashing cold water in my face. I told him ok its not really working its making me uncomfortably cold, hardly even able to say anything else, it was so hard to breath and when going back to our bedroom, i sat down and looked at him in the eyes and told him baby i can hardly breath right, im running out of air i shout, and tell him i need CPR, i can feel my body shutting down, NOW! I told him. So cpr began, for 15min and waiting for roommate to get out of bathroom. Rushed to the bathroom and he had to even punch me several times in the heart because the chest compression weren't doing shit for me. I Was a gonner
well after getting me in cold water after 10 more min of cpr and the having the water over me i started to calm down. It like stopped my shock i guess? Point is i could start breathing on my own, hard to breath but able to do it on my own.and as i was rushing back to our room since i was soaking wet with my cloths, had to change it was freaking cold. And as soon as i looked at my self in the mirror i screamed because my face and neck was all swollen up and i didn't even looked like my self. It was so bad. My neck and my face felt like a balloon. I felt like a monster.. And 3 times my head plus deformed looking much.. It was such a scary experience... But i was to scared to go to the hospital, so we looked for info on something like this. It seems like i had an allergic reaction supposedly and it had to be taken seriously.(( But i also think its bacteria.. In our syringe or anything really because i know we weren't that sanitized how we should've been.)) and honestly i didn't know any better. So even scared of going to the hospital to show my allergic reaction and honestly tell them it was my first time shooting ... They didn't judge and were kind to me. I got my steroid shot and a one for calming down, was sent home. And applied ice in a bag in my swollen areas for 4-5days and i went back to me. What i had found out as the doctor also said yes it was an allergic reaction/ i had antibodies come to the rescue because meth posed as a threat against my life and i don't doubt it. And they were there to protect me from any substance to go through my brain well they were at war basically with the meth dosage. Also the antibodies kicked in because my body wasn't coping with the amount that i took. Low tolerance and bf cut me off. It was a traumatic experience but he cut me off cause supposedly he didn't want me risking doing it again and going worse. But I'm stubborn. And i wanted to confirm what it really was. I told him i would take $5! Just five, after i recover. And test my hypothesis... Im just still wondering a bunch of things, because i read so much information. I wouldn't even know how to start..... I mean look at this damn essay D
But yeah what r ur opinions? (I have do e it again, i had most of the same symptoms but after i did a lil bit more, they lasted 6hours for me to calm down get my breathing normal again, the panicky away, the numbness and cramping and the heart racing, u want to calm down but u cant because ur body is in that constant reaction, and its so hard to escape from negative thoughts and being sooo aware of whats going on and trying not to loose ur shit again lol xD i only do it 2 days every three weeks or months because i don't want to die. And had my personal reasons for liking it. Very very dangerous indeed.