I took DXM alone on many occasions and always enjoyed it.
I took 390mg of DXM and 100mg of Dimenhydrinate yesterday.
So I was waiting around with friends and whatever, then I got this weird feeling so I went and watched TV alone, it comforted me a little.
Then I noticed my heart began to start beating fast and hard, this never happened before on dxm alone.
My friend who was on dxm alone came in the room and said that I was scaring him.
I had these rushes through my body and my heart just kept beating harder and faster and I was freaking out.
I went to the bathroom and took off my shirt and just curled on the bathroom floor. My friend came in the room, he was just being their for me, I looked at him and said, “I’m scared”, I could see it in his eyes he was scared for me.
I thought to myself, “this is it, my life ends here, my heart’s going to stop, or i’m going to black out and not wake up, on the bathroom floor.”
“I need to go to the hospital” I said, but stupidly decided not to several times.
I was basically froze on the couch with my heart beating too fast for my liking.
As the night went on and my pulse slowed slightly, I noticed every time I moved slightly I would get these tingling/pain rush through my body and my heart would start beating harder. The dxm eventually wore off and I could move again, it’s just that my heart was still freaking out. I slept on that couch.
I was really scared.
I thought I damaged myself badly..
When I woke, my heart was STILL beating way too fast, but other than that I was okay.
I drove back to my home town and to walmart where I checked my blood pressure, to notice that it went from a usual low/normal, to dangerously high and my pulse was a high 93 compared to my athletic 60ish.
I went to the hospital where the nurse said my pulse wasn’t that bad and said it was probably because I was worked up, and she didn’t believe my blood pressure, she checked it twice, then hooked me up to an ekg machine, to find out that my heart wasn’t damaged…
(I HOPE THE FUCK NOT)
I waited to see the doctor, but english wasn’t his first language, so I just nodded and basically all I understood is that it will be a couple of days before my blood pressure/heart rate will return to normal.
So… I’m officially done with drugs, seriously, I thought I was dead for sure.
It feels really good to be alive.
