Due to my bad life choices, I took 2 pills yesterday afternoon. I've taken this stuff loads of times with no issue but not in a while and never this type.
I took it just before driving. Arrived home and new I was in trouble but I couldn't walk. I managed to find diazepam, took four to calm myself. Found some energade and tried to just go to sleep.
I was so out of my mind I eventually went to a place of my body being so gone I just wanted to endless sleep. What was 5 minutes turned into eternity and I felt okay. I knew I had an arythmia but it was okay. It's okay to be dead.
I put myself into the fetal position and I remembered everything. All my life flashed and it was tiring and long and I remember just wanting to sleep deeper and let go.
I knew at this point, as I would come to consciousness and watch my heart rate jump from 58 to 140 and the dial on my watch would change by the hours that I was not good. At this point it was my body only as well as some fumbled sort of timed attempts at hydrating.
Five hours later I regained a semblance of consciousness and my temperature was at 42 degrees celsius. I managed to walk outside into the cold and passed out again, slipping between the clouds and three moons.
10 hours later I was conscious enough to go to the bathroom - kidneys were functioning.
I can't afford to go to the ER as either I died yesterday or I run the risk of not getting the care I need in the future and ruining lives.
I was stupid.
My heart still feels bad but I will keep a look out.
Lesson - you can take a near lethal or lethal dose of ecstasy. Next lesson - I found some inner peace with dying. I don't think you feel scared. You worry for those you love. But the lull of peace is peaceful.
I'm acting like everything is normal but no..