Quote:So have you slept yet ?? Go to a hospital or doctor, If it's after house then call a house doctor to come out and see you. Tell him your situation and he'll help you. Even if you've taken drugs like meth or speed or whatever, Just tell the doctor and they'll help you. If you go to a hospital emergency, You could tell them your situation and you could also lie and say that you're also suffering from heart palpatations and you're extremely worried. Hospital emergency has to put people through who have heart palpatations. This should get them to have a doctor see you quickly. You can then tell the doctor how you haven't slept and how exhausted you feel and how you're in an extremely panicked state. Just tell him everything, Even if you've done illegal drugs, They won't arrest you or refuse to help you. And later on you can just say that the heart palpatations could have just been from a panic attack
Don't worry dude, You're going to live and you're going to be just fine.
In fact you are probably sleeping right now as I'm typing this message lol.
Damn, I just came across this and remembered how the feeling I had writting this. It has been about the worst I felt in my life which turned out to me caused by some serious medical issues. In the past two years, excluding a couple of cases where I had accidental overdoses I never got sick at all.
Even by pushing my body to the extremes with overworking I always seemed to get away with it without any adverse effects. I remember really pushing my limits to the point that people would be terrified how I could even push a day of that without fainting or getting at least obviously dead tired. I would be like, dude that's my everyday tempo, I consider that normal and this has been a part of my daily routine for the past year.
Without getting into too much detail on what was specifically that I did.. All you need to know that I survived on extremely little food, sleep or even free time, usually being away from home for 18h a day sometimes even more. Showing weakness and not being too keep that up was enough to raise concern. I figured, if I can't even do that in my 20s, what's waiting for me later on in life? In reality this would be too taxing even for the most die hard workoholic in a day, let alone doing this long term. It seemed to catch up, and the past few days were a wake up call that I am still a human and not a machine, not taking care about yourself is going to take a tool on you sooner or later.
Anyways, now that I got that out of the way even though one would assume that drugs caused it, as hard as it might be to believe they were out of the picture. I called an ambulance, told them that I don't know what's going on with me amd frankly I am lucky to be alive. Had I shrugged the pain and what not away as usual could have ended up in me jusz dropping dead somewhere in the middle of the street.
I barely had any blood at all, they haven't even been able to take that little out for the labaratory sample and put me directly on infusion. After getting some blood pumping and later on getting checked if everything with my blood and vital organs in check, even the doctors had no idea why and how could anyone lose that amount of bodily fluids and they were amaized by the very fact that I was even alive let alone being able to call for help, not even fainting once but being that drained had me feeling and acting as something is seriously wrong, because it was...
After checking out I still had some strougles with feeling normal or being able to sleep at that point. I than used my last resort because I knew that I had to do something to catch at least an hour of sleep because I have to go working, I take jobs very seriously and thus whatever seems to go on privately has to be dealt with outside of working hours.
I made my last cup of poppy pod tea ever, because doctor offices were closed everywhere and I couldn't pick up a sedative anywhere. I knew I would have to quit sometime so why wouldn't I do it right away and be done with it? This is why I didn't even order a new batch when I noticed I was running low. Now even if I wanted to the time that it takes to arive is about 2 weeks, so I would have no other choice but to quit and stay clean.
Anyways, that in combination with a hefty cannabis indica strain has finally given me to ability to doze of for at least a couple of hours. Now I woke up, and thankfully my health is in check, I've got mental clarity and also what it seems a perfect emotional balance. It is also a major relief not halucinating anymore. Now I'm sober, healthy and feel content.
Man... the last few days surely were crazy. Justing telling the story makes me even think that if I gathered around all those unusual situations in which I found myself I could easily have enough stuff to write to be able to publish it all in a whole damn book.
I apreciate the replies around here guys, they are full of understanding, non judging and overall mature answers. I am aware that this post has a lot of text and hope you guys read that too. Now with a clear mind I have been able to make up for the confusing and manic paragraph that doesn't provide any sort of workable information or even describe what could be going on. It was just cry for help, and now I felt the need to at least explain what was going on for sone closure now that all is setteled.