Citation: ChasingTheNods. "Next Thing I Know I'm Awake in the Ambulance: An Experience with Furanylfentanyl (exp111140)". Erowid.org. Oct 21, 2017. erowid.org/exp/111140
Vaporised Fentanyl Overdose
Hey folks, let me tell you the story of how I flipped my life upside down.
Back in November I got out of a very toxic and abusive relationship and spiralled into a 4 month bender, abusing anything and everything I could get my hands on, which ended in a near fatal overdose. I had a quarter ounce of weed a week habit which I ditched to have money to do other things, bought a quarter oz of budget wax, 50 (240mg) MDMA pills, an eighth of MDMA powder, a quarter sheet of acid, a few oxys & hydros here and there, some codeine I got when I had the flu. All of which were bought and consumed at various times in the span of those four months.
On night in December, I had a particularly bad manic depressive episode and tried unsuccessfully to hang myself in a closet but was close enough that I was hallucinating and puked. In response to my failure, I bought 500mg of Furanylfentanyl that night to assure I could do the job without fail and painlessly, but when I got it I had decided to give my life another chance so naturally I just started abusing it. I took tiny key bumps, just a couple of flecks, some times. But generally I vaporised it in a wax pen which proved to be a horrible idea considering I didn't care about my life and was just eyeballing how much I put into it.
The first few weeks were working out the kinks and finding a safe range of use taking a few hits at morning and at night. Constantly nauseous the entire time and for a month after getting clean. Finally, in February, I slipped up. I had run out of wax to mix it with so I used a little vape juice which probably increased the absorption by my lungs a lot, I was running late to work (I showed up fucked up daily, would get drunk and smoke on the clock) and took some hits without paying enough attention to how many whole. I was 5 minutes from work so I'd be high when I clocked in.
Driving while intoxicated, tripping, or extremely sleep deprived is dangerous and irresponsible because it endangers other people. Don't do it!]
I got there and managed to park my car crooked in a spot around back before I blacked out, dropping a half smoke cig in my car, the next thing I know I'm awake in the ambulance near to the hospital being given narcan.
the next thing I know I'm awake in the ambulance near to the hospital being given narcan.
I immediately started sobbing because I knew exactly what I had done and how fucked I was, we got to the hospital and I got in a room right away. The doctor asked me questions for a while and I had an IV in my arm for 5 hours which became quite painful after I stopped being high. They were kinda puzzled by my ROI since it wasn't super typical but I had to give a statement to the police officer as well, I forgot to mention that my manager was the one who found me blue in my car barely breathing and gave me cpr. My parents got there after a while which was incredibly painful to see what I put them through, they know nothing about any of my drug use.
I had to have a psych evaluation from a guy who really didn't care too much and I didn't care for him much, they I got released to my parents and went to their house with them. My alcoholism was also at a very high point then so the next few days I was withdrawing from them both. I was in agony in bed for 2 straight days which felt like a huge psychotic episode and I had nothing to help symptoms.
The withdrawals from fent lasted a month in total which was arduous but I never had a desire to do it again. I've been physically addicted to a few drugs out of the 25+ I've tried but I've never been mentally addicted to anything but alcohol and tobacco which is pretty lucky. I've always practiced moderation like even when I did fent I was only doing it a few days out of the week. When I was blacked out I was just out of the body floating in a void of warm and serenity, similar to a dream I had where I shot myself then floated in a void until I woke up.
Since then, I left that job, started dealing with my anxiety and depression in better ways, got a new girlfriend who is amazing, and got a new job that I'm enjoying a lot. Overall I turned over a new leaf and have been working on bettering myself and my life, and being safer about my drug use of course. Grateful to be alive still after being such a moron.
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