It wasn't edibles for me but when I was like 19 I was sick in the hospital for a few weeks. When I got discharged I wanted to smoke so I go cop a blunt from the tuck shop across the street. Roll up and start smoking half way I notice my heart is racing. I stop smoking and sit on the couch but that shit was getting stronger and stronger. I pull down my shirt and I swear my heart jumping like the cartoons back in the day. I go wash my face with cold water but it didn't help so I jump in the shower but that just made it worse, its been like 30-40 minutes and now im thinking im about to die fr. I call my mom and dad in a panic to tell em I think im having a heart attack or something (not how heart attacks work lol) tell em I love them and im sorry and all that. They tell me to call an ambulance so I hang up and call 911. They on the way. Call my girl and tell her I think im about to die and I love her.
Paramedics get there checking my blood pressure and they're like "your readings are fine, you're not having a heart attack, or stroke..." etc. But im still feeling super fucked up so im like nah I need yall to get me to the hospital. I obviously failed to tell them I was smoking. Anyway they put me on the stretcher, get me in the ambulance and we gone.
Yo 5 minutes into the drive that shit wear off and im perfectly fine. Lying on the stretcher like a dummy. Get to the hospital go through the motions and they discharge me. Call my older brother to come pick me up. He get there and I tell him I thought I was having a heart attack and described what I was feeling. He's like "were you smoking?" Im like yeah. He's like "stupid nigga thats supposed to happen" nigga laughed at me all the way home.
Had that same feeling everytime I smoked for a few months then it went away. I know now I was having anxiety attacks but I didn't know what an anxiety attack was at the time.
