Ryan Sickler tells a story about his cousin, who is allergic to weed.
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Ryan Sickler tells a story about his cousin, who is allergic to weed.
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I posted this in another video:
I alsmot called 911 tonight because I smoked weed and had a terrible anaphylactic episode. I couldn’t breathe. My throat got all numb. My feet felt like they were on fire. But it was the lack of air which was the real problem. I felt a pain in my chest and I swear my heat was going to stop. I pressed 9-1-1 on my phone and was so close to pressing the call button. It felt like I was inhaling air through a very thin straw. Finally, after an hour, my breaths started to get deeper. My chest was getting sore and it was the worst itch I ever had. This went on for a good 2 hours now… slowly my breaths got deeper and deeper. I finally went to bed and as I lay down, I could feel my legs getting hot. This was so strange. They got even hotter… almost like a burn. My left arm got numb and my wrist was starting to ache. A tingle began taking over all 5 digits on my left hand. My breathing got more laboured. If this could be compared to a Covid wave, I’d think this was round 4 or 5 of not being able to breathe. I sat up on the side of the bed and began taking deeper and deeper breaths. My God I thought, I have to call an ambulance. My mom was fast asleep in the other room. My brother was sleeping in the room down the hall. T would be so embarrassing and my mom would be mad at me for months. I know! I’ll go outside and call. I’ll walk far enough down the street so that when the ambulance and fire trucks with their loud sirens and lights arrive it won’t wake them up. A quick jab of that epi pen and I’ll be fine. I put Guns N’ Roses on Amazon music. For some reason, they always seem to calm me down. Sure enough, about half way through Sweet Child of Mine, a serenity came over me, kind of like a gentle hover over a green meadow. My breathing almost felt like normal. I looked on my Apple phone for the time. 11:30 pm. Exactly 2.5 hours since I took my first hit. It was a 0.5 gram pre-rolled joint. indica strain. Not sure of the name. I had thrown the 4 remaining joints into a trash can afte the 5th or 5th hit. I had maybe a third of the joint. That’s it. That’s all it took to nearly kill me.
I AM THIS GUY HE'S TALKING ABOUT! WTF, why can't I chill like everyone else?!?!
Weed makes my stomach angry. The condition builds so slowly that you don't notice it. Your stomach begins making loud noises for seemingly no reason. You can't eat in the morning because of intense nausea you didn't have before. But you don't remember that. You just think you've always been this way. Next thing you know you're vomiting louder than you can physically scream. This permanently deepens your voice. You feel the next wave build up at you sit hunched over the toilet. It happens again, your throat being shredded by thousands of tiny razor blades made from the sound waves of your inhuman wretching. Your stomach contents are gone now, and you still feel sick. You realize it isn't over. This condition ends on its own terms. You feel the next wave slowly build up. Not knowing what to expect, you wretch violently as your stomach tries to empty that which is already empty. The wretching becomes harder, louder, more violent as the reflex takes over. Severely dehydrated, sweaty, starving, sick, you meekly stand up as you drink water and step into a hot bath. It's not enough. The water is scalding now and the pain starts to melt away. You relish these moments the pain is gone, not even realizing how hot the water is. It feels so, so amazing. The night is over and you vow never to partake, reliving this experience in vivid detail each time you feel like relapsing.
Sometimes when I smoke daily my nose runs amd my eyes get wet and I sneeze a lot
Allergy to Thc I have the same problem.