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I Took Paxil, I'm An Idiot
by Crispy
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Another day went by when I was desperate for a high. I didn't have no bud, no pills, and the only alcohol I had was some coffee shit (I'm not a big coffee fan). I went to my mom's supply of usually weak shit (one time she did have Vicoden though, but I already took all of them) to find a new perscription of Paxil she got. I took one of them little pink one's a long time ago and it made me a little nausous. Well, in this new perscription she had these fat ass green Paxils that were 80mg I think. I snatched five and planned on taking them before I got to school the next day.
Morining came, I did my normal thing, and took them just beofre I left. Got to school, everything was honky dory and I begain to feel nausous. It was to be expected, but I was hopin' I'd be alright. A few minutes after that, I ran to the bathroom and puked up everything. The teacher went on and called my parents and told me just to lay down, even though I said I felt a lot better. I did, and I was hoping, maybe, the pill would have a nice effect now. Wrong. The nausea feeling came again about 30 minutes later, even worse. I went back to the bathroom and puked up a little bit more, but I was for sure now I was running on empty. I went back to class and layed down cause now I did feel fucked up, in a bad way.
My hand started to shake uncontrolably and this dude was like "why is he shaking?". I went on and said I was just cold and he turned off the AC. My mother came and took me home which was cool. On the way home I was puking up foam cause there was nothing left in my stomach to give up. I finally got home, my mom left and I started watchin' TV. The nausous feeling left, but the shaking didn't. I got real bad. It got to a point where I couldn't even talk without hearing the clicks of my teeth shuttering. My legs, arms, head, everything was shaking and I couldn't stop it.
Everytime I yawned was horrible. My whole body would practically jump. The next day I felt like shit. I wasn't sick, but the shaking was still there. I had to sit to myslef so no teachers would notice I was shaking and think I have some sorta "problem". This continued through the second day. The third day I felt good. No shaking, no puking, and the knowledge not to fuck with those.
Like I said, I don't know what possesed me to take those, but it was stupid.
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