I'm okay.
I went to the hospital today. I just got back about 30 minutes ago. At school I had taken 8 painkillers, but I didn't feel anything too like..unique. So stupidly I decided to take 8 more right after school. I went to Tim's house and played Halo till 4, then I went home to take a nap. A little into the nap I started sweating an ocean, and then Dan came over. He had broken into my house because he wanted to make sure I was okay and nobody was answering the door/telephone. When he got upstairs, I got dressed and we decided to go back to his house, walking to my stairs was the last thing I remember.
I woke up and I was fighting off a paramedic from grabbing my arms, and I was being loaded into an ambulance. The paramedic asked me simple questions and I drew blanks on all of them. I was constantly puking all over myself and into a little barf-bag.. After I got all hooked up to wires and stuff, I had finally reached the hospial. When I got inside there was a police officer waiting to talk to me. He asked me where I got the drugs frim and I said that I didnt know rhe person's name.
My nurse gave me a cup full of crushed coal and water and made me drink it. :\ straight up nasty! Then I puked it all up again and they made me drink another cup, ugh. The nurse then drew blood from my arm and informed my fmily of the whole situation, then he put 4 stitches in my left ear where my head hit the bookshelf when I collapsed. I sat in the hosiptal till about 9 arguing with my parents before they told me I was safe to go. They wanted to keep me for 72 hours because they didn't believe me when I told them I didn't do the pills as an attempt to harm myself.
The story I heard from Dan was that him and Tim were in the house when I was coming downstais to go to Dan's place and they heard a bang and then a thud. They ran upstairs and saw me with blood trickling out from my ear and Tim went into shock. Dan checked my pulse and called 911, and for a few minutes my pulse had completely stopped. I came so close to dying it's just..unimagineable.
I guess the reason I did the drugs was because I was just curious about them, and I really didn't have anything to really life for. At least I thought so anyways. Thanks everybody for worrying, and I'm okay now. I'm quitting drugs straight up from now on, I'm not even weaiting till 420. My mom is withdrawing me from school tomorrow. She is going to make my life even more pointless and miserable by making me homeschooled. I'll update anything else tomorrow, my mom is kicking me off.
I woke up and I was fighting off a paramedic from grabbing my arms, and I was being loaded into an ambulance. The paramedic asked me simple questions and I drew blanks on all of them. I was constantly puking all over myself and into a little barf-bag.. After I got all hooked up to wires and stuff, I had finally reached the hospial. When I got inside there was a police officer waiting to talk to me. He asked me where I got the drugs frim and I said that I didnt know rhe person's name.
My nurse gave me a cup full of crushed coal and water and made me drink it. :\ straight up nasty! Then I puked it all up again and they made me drink another cup, ugh. The nurse then drew blood from my arm and informed my fmily of the whole situation, then he put 4 stitches in my left ear where my head hit the bookshelf when I collapsed. I sat in the hosiptal till about 9 arguing with my parents before they told me I was safe to go. They wanted to keep me for 72 hours because they didn't believe me when I told them I didn't do the pills as an attempt to harm myself.
The story I heard from Dan was that him and Tim were in the house when I was coming downstais to go to Dan's place and they heard a bang and then a thud. They ran upstairs and saw me with blood trickling out from my ear and Tim went into shock. Dan checked my pulse and called 911, and for a few minutes my pulse had completely stopped. I came so close to dying it's just..unimagineable.
I guess the reason I did the drugs was because I was just curious about them, and I really didn't have anything to really life for. At least I thought so anyways. Thanks everybody for worrying, and I'm okay now. I'm quitting drugs straight up from now on, I'm not even weaiting till 420. My mom is withdrawing me from school tomorrow. She is going to make my life even more pointless and miserable by making me homeschooled. I'll update anything else tomorrow, my mom is kicking me off.