I bought two half grams of weed (2 separate occasions) I saved it for a few days.
The first half gram was FOR SURE weed, but weak pot, so I packed in 2 little pieces of what I thought
was the weed.
Not only was there no ash, but it hit me right away. It was euphoric, music in my head, no idea where I was, until I cleaned everything up.
I could not stop smiling. I was spraying ax all over my room for 10 minutes before sitting on the couch and completely zoning out.
I saw myself on the couch sitting up with big white eyes, a huge smile, and suddenly my hand twitched at a million mile per minute.
Then I woke up, and I couldn’t keep my eyes focused on anything (darting vision) the room was spinning, and my heart rate was JACKED.
I walked in circles in my room trying to call my brother but no answer after 30 attempts!
I finally went and got my sister; I explained what happened, and she got my mom. She checked her iPad for what this could have been, and she drove me to the ER.
By this time, the room stopped spinning, but my heart rate was like 120. I was having palpitations; I was shaking like a Chihuahua.
We got to the ER, and I was alright by the time I got to the doctor. 90 beat per min by now.
They took a blood and urine test.
While we waited, they kept in a bed and checked my vitals. Nothing showed up in the trial we drove home, and I passed out.
I was extremely sore the next day.
When my dad heard, he couldn’t look me in the eyes for weeks.
That shit needs to be abolished. There is no reason ever even to think about trying spice.