rottenapple
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This past week I went on a meth binge with my brother and a couple of friends. As far as I know, everyone got some sleep here and there, aside from my brother. He was up for about 6 days straight, which isn't the longest he's ever been up, as he used to abuse the hell out of some speed. This particular kind of speed he called "country dope" , its like bathtub crank I guess, made by shaking a bottle full of chemicals. I'm from the south so its really the only kind of meth one could acquire here. Don't know exactly how its made, but it uses lithium strips, liquid fire, a certain kind of fertilizer, and a few other various chemicals. The reason I mention this is because I'm curious if any of these chemicals might have had something to do with the outcome of his binge.
Anyway, most of this binge was pretty typical for meth. He experienced hallucinations, anxiety, paranoia, extreme giggles <snip> and kept thinking he saw rigs everywhere (we were shooting). On the last night of our binge, my brother, my best friend, and I were sitting on my porch late at night talking. We had done extreme amounts of meth. My best friend and I were pretty normal considering, while my brother seemed very anxious and suspicious. He was swaying his body from side to side and kept talking about how he had to leave. Since I had to drive him around earlier because he said he wasn't able to drive there was no way I was gonna let him leave at that point, its much harder to drive at night and he was in a much worse state than he was that morning. We spent about 3 hours trying to convince him to come in the house. My brother is a pretty big guy, and a convicted felon, but seemed suspicious that my friend and I were plotting on him and were going to somehow trap him in the house. Her and I are both pretty small, neither one us could weigh more than 125 lbs soaking wet. Thus the idea of us trapping him was ridiculous. Finally we con convince him to come in the house, and we went to the back bedroom since my boyfriend was asleep and had to work the following morning. He continued to sway his body, holding his phone and talking craziness about how he had to leave and catch a train. I was beginning to get really irritated with him, be was acting like a child and I had spent the high off my last hit arguing with him about his obvious inability to drive. I forced him to eat a few Xanax and left him and my friend in the bedroom. I laid in the living room, fell asleep for a couple hours, and whn I woke up my friend was still awake but my brother had passed out on the bed. I noticed a stain on the back of his pants. My friend had to get ready for work, so when she left I tried to wake him. He opened his eyes and stared at me for a minute, then put hus head back down and said "no!" In a childish voice. I also noticed he had his tongue stuckbout and was making a sucking motion. I covered him up with a blanket so no minette would see the stain and went to the bathroom to talk to my friend. A couple of minutes later my brother walked in with a disoriented look on his face and asked "Where am I?" I told him we were at my house and asked him if he remembered me. He nodded but didn't seem like he really knew. My friend asks him the same question, he replied with her name. I discreetly let him know he might wanna tie a shower and clean himself, he was pretty coherent at this point and I got him a towel and washcloth and a change of clothes. He didn't have any clean underwear so I found him a pair of shorts to go under a pair oftrackpants. He got confused and said "underpants?" He didn't know which pair was suppose to be worn underneath. I figured at this point he was experiencing a psychosis, so I explained it to him and he said he didn't know who he was and then said he didn't know who I was, and started to cry. I calmed him down and got him to shower.
When he got out, he would walk around and point at things and name them. "Phone." "Chair." A clean rig was laying on the bathroom counter: "Syringe." It was like he was a child. He would randomly start crying and asking questions such as " where are we?" , "how do we get here?" , "what do we do now?" , "what do people do?" Etc. I showed him some pictures on his phone of people he knew, and pointed to them and correctly identified them with one word answers. At one point he pointed to the sky and asked "what's that?". He also asked if we came in a spaceship. I did my best to explain he did too many drugs and needed sleep and he said, "No. Sleep bad. Bad dreams."
His best friend called and said he got a couple weird voice mails from my bro and asked to speak to him. My brother told him he was scared and confused and didn't know who he was. after a few minutes he calmed down a bit and his buddy convinced him to eat some food and sleep some more and hed be fine. Not long after getting off the phone with his friend, he slowly came out of it and started remembering the recent events little by little until he was completely normal again. He also remembered the whole psychosis part. He told me he had shit his pants earlier, hence the stain on his pants. This made me think he had maybe done too much speed and had overdosed.
I've never seen anyone go through this. I've known people to do a whole lot of speed and sty up too long and wig out, or do too much in a single dose and fall asleep, and once my friend actually died after doing a big shot. Obviously she was resuscitated, but lost her vision for a few hours afterwards. During the overdose she urinates on herself, so I associated the loss of control over bodily functions with doing too much drugs. Sometimes my boyfriend has these "freak outs" and wakes from a dead sleep, running and screaming and crying out, but its easy to talk him down and never lasts more than 15 minutes, and sometimes happens when he hasn't done any sort of mind altering substance at all. This whole fiasco with my brother lasted mug longer, probably around an hour and a half to 2 hours and there was no talking him out of it.
I've tried to research this but really don't know what to even look up. He seemed like his mind had reverted back to the mind of a 3 year old. Does anyone know why this might have happened? Was it an overdose or a psychosis? Has anyone else ever seen anything similar? Does the way the drug was manufactured play a role in the reaction? I have been told the lithium strips can cause a bad sketchy feeling if too many are used, or can cause lithium poisoning. Anyway, any responses would be appreciated.
Be wary of triggering comments - Badfish45
Anyway, most of this binge was pretty typical for meth. He experienced hallucinations, anxiety, paranoia, extreme giggles <snip> and kept thinking he saw rigs everywhere (we were shooting). On the last night of our binge, my brother, my best friend, and I were sitting on my porch late at night talking. We had done extreme amounts of meth. My best friend and I were pretty normal considering, while my brother seemed very anxious and suspicious. He was swaying his body from side to side and kept talking about how he had to leave. Since I had to drive him around earlier because he said he wasn't able to drive there was no way I was gonna let him leave at that point, its much harder to drive at night and he was in a much worse state than he was that morning. We spent about 3 hours trying to convince him to come in the house. My brother is a pretty big guy, and a convicted felon, but seemed suspicious that my friend and I were plotting on him and were going to somehow trap him in the house. Her and I are both pretty small, neither one us could weigh more than 125 lbs soaking wet. Thus the idea of us trapping him was ridiculous. Finally we con convince him to come in the house, and we went to the back bedroom since my boyfriend was asleep and had to work the following morning. He continued to sway his body, holding his phone and talking craziness about how he had to leave and catch a train. I was beginning to get really irritated with him, be was acting like a child and I had spent the high off my last hit arguing with him about his obvious inability to drive. I forced him to eat a few Xanax and left him and my friend in the bedroom. I laid in the living room, fell asleep for a couple hours, and whn I woke up my friend was still awake but my brother had passed out on the bed. I noticed a stain on the back of his pants. My friend had to get ready for work, so when she left I tried to wake him. He opened his eyes and stared at me for a minute, then put hus head back down and said "no!" In a childish voice. I also noticed he had his tongue stuckbout and was making a sucking motion. I covered him up with a blanket so no minette would see the stain and went to the bathroom to talk to my friend. A couple of minutes later my brother walked in with a disoriented look on his face and asked "Where am I?" I told him we were at my house and asked him if he remembered me. He nodded but didn't seem like he really knew. My friend asks him the same question, he replied with her name. I discreetly let him know he might wanna tie a shower and clean himself, he was pretty coherent at this point and I got him a towel and washcloth and a change of clothes. He didn't have any clean underwear so I found him a pair of shorts to go under a pair oftrackpants. He got confused and said "underpants?" He didn't know which pair was suppose to be worn underneath. I figured at this point he was experiencing a psychosis, so I explained it to him and he said he didn't know who he was and then said he didn't know who I was, and started to cry. I calmed him down and got him to shower.
When he got out, he would walk around and point at things and name them. "Phone." "Chair." A clean rig was laying on the bathroom counter: "Syringe." It was like he was a child. He would randomly start crying and asking questions such as " where are we?" , "how do we get here?" , "what do we do now?" , "what do people do?" Etc. I showed him some pictures on his phone of people he knew, and pointed to them and correctly identified them with one word answers. At one point he pointed to the sky and asked "what's that?". He also asked if we came in a spaceship. I did my best to explain he did too many drugs and needed sleep and he said, "No. Sleep bad. Bad dreams."
His best friend called and said he got a couple weird voice mails from my bro and asked to speak to him. My brother told him he was scared and confused and didn't know who he was. after a few minutes he calmed down a bit and his buddy convinced him to eat some food and sleep some more and hed be fine. Not long after getting off the phone with his friend, he slowly came out of it and started remembering the recent events little by little until he was completely normal again. He also remembered the whole psychosis part. He told me he had shit his pants earlier, hence the stain on his pants. This made me think he had maybe done too much speed and had overdosed.
I've never seen anyone go through this. I've known people to do a whole lot of speed and sty up too long and wig out, or do too much in a single dose and fall asleep, and once my friend actually died after doing a big shot. Obviously she was resuscitated, but lost her vision for a few hours afterwards. During the overdose she urinates on herself, so I associated the loss of control over bodily functions with doing too much drugs. Sometimes my boyfriend has these "freak outs" and wakes from a dead sleep, running and screaming and crying out, but its easy to talk him down and never lasts more than 15 minutes, and sometimes happens when he hasn't done any sort of mind altering substance at all. This whole fiasco with my brother lasted mug longer, probably around an hour and a half to 2 hours and there was no talking him out of it.
I've tried to research this but really don't know what to even look up. He seemed like his mind had reverted back to the mind of a 3 year old. Does anyone know why this might have happened? Was it an overdose or a psychosis? Has anyone else ever seen anything similar? Does the way the drug was manufactured play a role in the reaction? I have been told the lithium strips can cause a bad sketchy feeling if too many are used, or can cause lithium poisoning. Anyway, any responses would be appreciated.
Be wary of triggering comments - Badfish45
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But life is precious, like I said earlier, we only get one body and one brain, w've gotta look after them the best we can! Perhaps it's just something to think about, is all 
