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So my friend, let's just call him Pear for this story, ordered some pregabalin and furosemide from IndiaMART. One day Pear came to my house and really wanted to go out with these 2 foids that he knows, and I agreed of course.A few hours before going out we took, I think, like 300mg of pregabalin, and I took 120mg of furosemide. Yeah, I know I'm a fucking idiot.
Anyway, we went out and everything was going well. Keep in mind this was me and Pear's first time taking pregabalin. We both had this really nice warm buzz which made talking to the foids so much easier, and it was honestly really enjoyable.
About 6 hours later after walking around all night with the foids, I started getting really bad cramps. It felt like I was gonna have diarrhea or something. Keep in mind I was really far away from home. The cramps got a bit better after I sat down for a while, but I definitely noticed them. I also pissed maybe like 3 times, which isn't that unusual for me, but they were way longer than usual.
Then Pear decided to be a fucking retard and took like 600mg more. I honestly have no idea why because he had basically no experience with drugs, not even alcohol. I also took another 200mg because I thought I felt normal again.
Anyway, we got to one of the foids' houses and smoked some weed with her, her friends, and her sister. Keep in mind we're about a 2-hour walk from my house at this point. Before we smoked I asked if it was chill if we slept in her closet so we could sober up before leaving because we're literally two drugged-up 14-year-olds and it's like 4am. She agreed.
But after we smoked, the stupid fucking foid kicked us out because she got paranoid that her mum might come home early. I had to beg her to let us stay because I knew we were way too fucked up to walk 2 hours home in the middle of the night, but she didn't care and kicked us out anyway.
We ended up making it about 600 meters before I had to sit down because I felt really dizzy. No surprise, I passed out. Pear, who was even more cooked than me, apparently started taking pictures with me while I was passed out and then ran off and fell into a ditch somewhere. At least that's what he told me.
A few hours later I got woken up by this lesbian couple asking if I was okay. They were already on the phone to the ambulance, and I had to beg them to hang up because I didn't want to get in trouble. They gave me a jumper because it was the middle of winter and I was literally blue and shaking. I just kept insisting I was fine and told them I'd had too much to drink. Somehow they actually let me go.
I only made it another 700 meters before passing out again.
The next thing I remember was waking up in the back of an ambulance. Apparently I was so cold they thought I was gonna freeze to death. Personally I think they exaggerated it a bit because I didn't feel that cold, but looking back I was obviously pretty fucked.
Anyway, my dad ended up picking me up from the hospital, and I was still absolutely cooked. Pear also got picked up by an ambulance, but I'm not even gonna get into all that.
One thing that surprised me was that I lost 7kg the morning after taking the furosemide, and my face looked so fucking lean even though I'm not actually lean.
Also, I got ChatGPT to help me fix the spelling and make this easier to read, but everything that happened in this story is true.
