My First Punce. Life Changing Decision ?
MarQueerMyDear wrote:
JJ wrote:
definitely read that site someone posted earlier.. theheroinhelper.com
or whatever it was.. also some needle exchange websites are helpful,
just do a google search using keywords: harm reduction heroin
i wont go into specific procedures but you should be seeing blood
enter your syringe when you pull back the plunger if you have a vein.
Also it burns like hell when you miss a vein so you should know if you
hit or miss almost immediately. And if you do decide to use coke, use
raw coke.. and then you definitely dont want to miss because a missed
speedball or coke shot is likely to cause a nasty abcess. You
mentioned that this seems cleaner.. well it wont seem that way for
long because sooner or later you will start seeing the usual stains of
carbon smoke around your house replaced with messy blood accidents
---be safe
On 24 Nov 2006 06:09:09 -0800, "actonskin"
wrote:
Actonskin's 1st slam. Friday. Morning. 8:30am. Made the decision.
By 11am was on another planet.
Imagine there has been something you have wanted to do all your life.
Something you think about most days - thoughts you cannot escape
from. And then, one day, you actually get to do it for the first time,
and that it's better than you can possibly have imagined.
That's the way I'm feeling now. This is now definitely the best
high I've ever had. I hope it lasts forever - I know it will fade
out sometime, god I hope its not for a few hours. I'm savouring
every moment.
I'm not feeling sick ... having smoked the stuff for a couple of
months, I think I'm through that now.
It's quite strange - I'm getting all the heroin effects without
having the smoky atmosphere. There's no bitter taste in my mouth
from smoking it. No sooty marks anywhere. I'm not used to feeling
this way without all that - it almost feels "too clean".
Hitting up for the first time was a bit tricky. I had all the things I
needed. There was even a mixing spoon and vitamin C supplied.
However, I have two problems - a very shaky hand and very difficult
to find veins (even experienced nurses in hospital have difficulty
getting blood out of me).
So I decided to take things very slowly indeed.
(Actonskin - pinch yourself - is this really happening - have I
really done it ?)
All went well until I had the gun loaded, ready to shoot. I'd even
managed not to spill anything, which I was amazed at (a usually very
shaky hand combined with the excitement and fear of the moment was
definitely a challenge !)
(Ahhhh, things are beinning to slow down now ..... we've moved from
the physical exterior warmth to the warming of the inner soul)
I had the loaded weapon in one very shaky hand, my expectant vascular
system in the other arm, and the tourniquet in my teeth (yes just like
in those documentaries on TV and films). "Actonskin - you've
been waiting many years for this moment - don't screw it up like
everything else".
Which vein to go for? Well, I could hardly see any. After a few
attempts, I thought I found one, but with my shaky hand, it was very
difficult pulling back to check. Very gingerly, I pressed the plunger
in, which put up more resistance than I was expecting - did I really
have a vein ? Oh well, soon I would know.
"Actonskin's heart - you are hereby charged with conspiring to
intoxicate Actonskin. How do you plead ?". My heart was definitely
in on the act - now beating faster and harder - it is as if it was
willing the chemical cocktail to get through as quickly as possible.
And then ... nothing was happening. Had I missed ? Was there enough
brown in the mixture ? I was feeling pretty normal. 4 or 5 minutes
went past. Great. All this trouble for noth... THEN IT HIT. Oh my.
Although actually hitting my brain, it felt like it was hitting every
muscle and nerve in my body - it started with my legs, then rapidly
the rest of me. This was amazing - quite different from what I was
getting from smoking H.
Whilst getting the wonderful physical buzz, I was still feeling quite
clear-headed. I wasn't expecting this - I was really hoping for a
serious nod. Anyway, I took advantage of my clear head, and put away
my works. I don't want any trace of my activity to be found by my
partner.
The nod did come a little later - it kept me in its grip for a couple
of hours or so. I can't tell you what I was thinking / experiencing
there, as fortunately I was far too wasted to use a keyboard.
So no more anguished "should I/shouldn't I" postings from
Actonskin. Next decision is whether/when to stop. Judging by the size
of the pack handed over to me by the very nice man at the chemist's,
they don't want me to stop any time soon.
Anyway I don't know whether shooting H should make you feel uplifted,
but against all the other feelings I have as a result of the chemical
effect of heroin, I do feel incredibly uplifted.
I'm going to make damned sure I enjoy this while I can.
Actonskin.
I PUNCE
I PUNCE
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