Hi, this is my story! I was smoking synthetic marijuana for four years, well last year it got to where I was spending $50 a day buying bags of every bag you could think of, every second I had to smoke to function during the day.
My paw-paw who raised me passed away last year as well, and I doubled the smoking.
One day my mom and I were on our way to get our “supply”, and we used on the way home, she was driving by the way.
As soon as she used, she automatically became a vegetable state of mind.
I yelled and yelled at her, and she wasn’t responding.
I jumped in her lap and drove sitting on top her praying she wasn’t dying.
I finally took the exit and pulled over at a Shell.
She still wasn’t responding, so I picked her up, and she isn’t light and at this point, I was 130 somehow the adrenaline helped me to lift her and put her in the back seat.
I got back in the driver seat and rushed her to the emergency room with no hesitation, as soon as she got there she panicked, and they gave her a shot they give a narcotic overdose, and she was normal back responding, Thank God.
The doctors told me if I had waited for any more than 5 minutes, she would either have died or go into complete brain dead vegetable state.
This was it, and I knew we had to quit.
I threw everything away and began the worse detox of my life.
I thought I was permanently going to be like that. Not only was it horrible physically, but it was also worse mentally.
I had a gallon pitcher 8-15 times a day for two weeks.
At this point, I literally couldn’t hold no food or drink down, and I had no potassium to keep my heart going.
I got rushed to the emergency room, and I hear the doctor say take her to the back immediately, how is she alive at this moment, they immediately gave me a shot of pure potassium, hooked me up to every machine you could think of.
I was released a couple of days later, but it still wasn’t over. My throwing up got better, but it was still horrible mentally.
It felt as if I couldn’t control any feeling I had.
It felt psychotic, and my mom and I went through it at the same time, the same way.
I was 130 and became 90lbs, so fast since I haven’t been able to gain weight right.
I’m still 106 lbs, and my weight jumps every other couple of days.
I thank the Lord I saved my mom and me and if anyone needs any support or has any questions ill be happy to answer.
It’s been a year this past June and we remember every single second of those horrible days.
It will always burn in our memory, but we did it together, and we’ve never been closer.
Thank you for reading my story!