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4) I somewhat mentally fought a a cocaine overdose a few years ago. I had been drinking alot of bourbon and did a shitload of coke. I remember after I did some sets of rails in a few minutes, my body got completely hot. I felt like I was going to faint. My body was drenching with sweat in the span about about five seconds. I went straight to the fridge/freezer and chugged about 60 oz of water. I then proceeded to lay down on the couch, losing my vision. I could barely see anything. My heart was about to come out of my chest. It felt like I didn't have a heartbeat as my heart was beating so [censored] fast. I was praying, figuring I was about to die. I was scared to death, literally feeling myself nearing death. After some time, which I don't remember, everything started to return back to normal except a very fluttery heartbeat. [/ QUOTE ] I went through this same experience my freshman year smoking weed which I later figured out was laced with something, possibly PCP but now I think it may have been coke due to your description (I've neither done coke or PCP willingly). After a couple hits, 15 minutes later I'm imagining people are following me in the dorm halls. I get to my room, my skin is burning up, I chug and then dump a couple gallon bottles of water on myself. My heart feels like its beating through my chest, I tear off my shirt and stare into the mirror, and I think I can see my heart beating through my skin. I was clenching every muscle in my body for what seemed like hours, I finally laid down on my bed and figured I was going to die (again, calling 911 didn't seem to cross my mind). I remember thinking how bad its gonna suck dying from some heavy drug that I had never done before and everyone back home was going to find out that I OD'd after being a pretty straight-laced (no pun intended) kid. After a while things began to calm down and I fell asleep exhausted. Pretty much sucked, but I woke up the next morning and was feeling okay. Scared me pretty good though. |
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Patton,
Your experience definitely does not sound like a cocaine OD. This happened to me pretty quickly. My heart has gone out of control before, but the losing my vision had never happened to me when I had cocaethylene in my system. |
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Any clues then to what it sounds like... I'm not very familiar with many drugs... the people I've asked mentioned PCP, but I really have no clue. I just know it wasn't just weed, cause I had smoked many different types of buds and none ever made me feel like that night.
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Rowboat: That's pretty similar to my story (pretty much exact same location) except that we then had a big truck broadside us at about 60mph and flip us, luckily into the side of the mountain instead of over the cliff. A half-spin later and we're toast.
Euro: I was on the passenger side, which was damaged far less than the driver's side. |
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Me and a coworker were out clubbing about 8 years ago when we decided to go with these broads to there house, He jumps in there car and I follow, at a light a car full of puerto ricans pulls up next to the girls talking sht, they say some smart ass [censored] back and the ricans start chucking [censored] at there car so they pull off, ricans follow, so do I, we are going 70+ through residential streets not stopping at lights at 430am....finally the girls pull over and I jump out along with my friend, I had a pool stick in my car I decided to leave (smart move I believe) the ricans jump out and pop there trunk and pull out a gun, at which point we were robbed and almost car jacked.....at one point the guy put the gun to my forehead, and I actually grabbed the gun and pushed it away (I probably coulda grabbed it from him, but didnt know how 2 use a gun so it would have been no good) he backed up finished taking my sht, and I also began backing up, at which point he decided to SHOOT AT ME I ducked behind my car, they jumped in there car and pulled away.....
.....I end up remembering the license plate number give it the cops who pull us over beacuse of reported gun shots...they get arrested, we press charges...next day at work another employee knew the guys and advised me not to pursue as the guy was one of the largest drug dealers in the area and would most likely kill me, and he used to work for him and would have to tell him where I was....I quit immediatley (bouncing job), at one point a girk I dont know shows up at my house when Im not in asking to talk to me..(she was sent by the guy)..I end up going to court but in the courthouse my coworker never shows and 3 smokin hot chicks who were in front of me turn around and knew everything about me, advising me I shouldnt testify...I left Not only was I shot at, I probably could have been killed if I testified. |
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A- I've had a stiff neck for 2 days and jason_t's post scared me.
B- Sliding off of I5 on black ice, almost missing a barrier in the median and almost ending up sliding into the southbound traffic. |
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At birth I guess. Was kinda unfair though, my mother's blood type was not compatible with mine so her antibodies basically massacred my red blood cells. Apparently in order to live I had to be put on some radiotherapy machine which itself was at near lethal (for babies) dose levels. Not fun for my parents, good thing I dont remember it.
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When I was in high school my lung collapsed (for no reason) just as I arrived at work (Taco Bell) at 8am. My chest started hurting a little and kept getting worse and worse, then my arm went numb and I thought I was having a heart attack. Finally, I cant stand up anymore and just lay down in the floor and tell my boss I think im having a heart attack. He calls me a liar and tells me to get up and work. So I do. It eventually stops hurting as bad but still bothers me some all day. When I breath you could hear a gurgling noise coming from my chest. So I work my 8 hours, go home take a shower and go out. I get home around midnight and am sitting on the couch. My cousin is over and we are watching TV. She says "what is that noise?" I say "Its my chest, I think I had a heart attack today."
"Oh my god! We need to go to the hospital" "No, I think im okay now" "NO WAY! We are going" So we head to the hospital where I sit in the emergency room for a while. I start to notice its getting hard to breath and the ER nurse can hear my chest gurgle and decides I need to get looked at ASAP. I see Asian doctor who takes Xrays, EKGs and every other test he can think of. He is CERTAIN I have been doing cocaine, which I haven't. Finally he decides nothing is wrong and sends me home at 5 am. I go home and go to sleep. About 3 hours later the hospital calls and tells me to come back ASAP. They had someone else look at my xrays and they realized what was wrong. In the 3 hours I was gone the amount my lung had collapsed had doubled in size. The took me straight to ICU and were VERY close to cutting me open. Luckily my lung came back before they did surgery and after a few days in the hospital I was good as new. They did tell me as I left that its rare for a lung to collapse for no reason but when it happens to someone, it usually happens again. Great. Other than that... Bad car wreck, huge ass wave in Mexico and driking to much tequilla at D. Ernest's house. |
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Drew,
I hope you got some kind of money from TB. |
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Drew, I hope you got some kind of money from TB. [/ QUOTE ] No. When I called them from ICU to tell them I wouldnt be in for a couple days the guy got an attitude and wanted to know how long he was gonna have to cover for me. I got them back in the long run. |
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