DOSE:	repeated	oral	Alcohol - Beer/Wine
		smoked	Cannabis

BODY WEIGHT:

160 lb

I smoked weed for the first time ever tonight, I had a really bad high and it was terrifying and horrible.

I had about 4-8 hits of a joint, and felt nothing for a bit, people told me you don't get high the first time but I had a lot of hits and double or tripled inhaled and held it in until I would cough. I also had 4-6 beers before and a bit during.

After smoking we were in a circle just talking in between us friends. My chest was intensely warm and could feel it in my lungs since I finished smoking. Then while in the group the warmth took over my whole body and I felt and saw myself floating in the clouds. I felt my heart racing and got really warm and passed out. On the ground I woke up and was screaming hysterically and also shaking hysterically like a full body spasm. Then I saw everyone shoot at me very fast and I couldn't hear anything and my friends were trying to hold me down and covering my mouth and I thought they were trying to kill me and I felt myself slipping through the ground like I was going to hell. I shaked them off and could not stop screaming 'your trying to kill me' repeatingly and also screaming at the top of my lungs.

My friend calmed me down and got me to walk, and I was fine for a while. Then it would come back and would freak out the same way, and I kept telling my friends to call the cops because I felt like I was dying, and I would constantly go from cold to warm. When I was cold I felt the dark side winning over me and I would start shaking and screaming and getting very angry and sometimes punching or hitting my friends who were taking care of me that weren't listening. I became very impatient and would not stop yelling about when the cops were coming to pick me up and take me to the hospital. This was on and off with some calm moments. I still felt like I was going to die and would try as hard as I could not to go to the cold side.

I was experiencing extreme terror and fright of dying and getting cold and having to have the extreme shaking happen. I would constantly tell everyone I was going to die because that's what I was feeling, and telling them last words to my family and others. My mind made it into a game of good and bad. If I thought good thoughts I would be warm and fuzzy, then if something bad came up I would start getting cold and angry. I felt like I was insane and thought it was laced with something extreme because I have never heard of anything like this happening from weed. I would make my friends not talk at all because then that would provoke me to talk and get angry. So I would make them promise not to talk or make gestures.

It grew to a point where I didn't want to feel like this and told my friends to take me to the police station because I wanted to go to the hospital because I still felt like I was dying. Almost there, for some odd reason, I felt totally fine, I felt so fine I walked home alone hoping it would go away and go to sleep. I got home and my sister was out on the front steps smoking a cigg and I go up to her telling her that she needed to help and if she didn't call the police then I would die. She thought I was joking and laughed and was about to walk back inside. Then is when I snatched her arm and got very angry and cold and started shaking like crazy and screaming at the top of my lungs. Then I would snap out of it and I would tell her to just sit and I would explain a bit to her. I screamed so loud at one point that I attracted the attention of a police officer driving by... Yes I was that loud but everything I am telling you has been uncontrollable. My sister lied and said everything was fine because she didn't want to make this a big deal, but I begged the cop to come outside of his car and to talk to me and call an ambulance. He came out and talked to me and I explained to him everything. Another cop came and then the ambulance. I was warm and relaxed cause I knew finally the ambulance was coming. I was sitting there and got so warm at points and I felt like I was being lifted and then I would pass out, and wake up a bit later.

The ambulance came and I felt fine climbing in. I was fine talking and I would talk with perfect grammer and manners. I was also passed out on the way which scared the people in the ambulance because I wasn't breathing but woke up after the lady said to stop and wait for the other ambulance which had stuff they would give me to take away my high.

I got to the hospital at 1:30 am, fine and happy I knew I was safe and wasn't going to die. But at this point my mouth was super dry and sticky and I would freak out again to get some water but I wasn't alowed to have anything before the tests so I snapped out of it. While I was there I also got very angry at a nurse because she said there was nothing she could do because all I wanted was to not be high but I controlled myself. They took tests and I got hooked up to an IV. I felt warm and fuzzy for a pretty long time, then felt fine and went home at 3am.

I'm writing this at 7 o'clock still in shock about what happened and scared to go to sleep. I just want to thank my friends, that stuck around and didn't get freaked out by what happened.
This is also the last time I ever smoke weed... Again.

Exp Year: 2007	ExpID: 63886
Gender: Male
Age at time of experience: Not Given
Published: Jun 30, 2017	Views: 1,408
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