Laced?

I've been smoking for a good while now. Haven't had many complaints, never had a problem. About a week ago I went down to a smoke spot with a good friend of mine to meet up with another of the local kids that's real cool (I'll call him J for the purpose of this post). J was smoking a bowl when we got there.

A little backstory- I was feeling a little bit sick with a stomach ache that day. I didn't think much of it. I was feeling pretty good considering and had no idea what I was in for. I took some milk of magnesium (sp) before I left the house and expected to feel better as the day went along.

We get to creek where our friend was smoking. We get out of the car and say hi and he passes the bowl to me. The friend I rode with was eating some McDonald's and wasn't gonna hit it. I took up the bowl after some careful inspection to the artwork and colors. It was deffinetly a nice looking bowl in the shape of a dragon.

I took a hit, held it in my lungs for a few moments and passed it back.

He puts the bowl away and gets out of his car for a cigarette. I pull out my pack of Camel's and light one up as well. We're chillin, talkin about music, all that good shit. I'm standing next to the "Road Closed" sign when J walks up onto it and starts rocking it back and forth. The edge of the frame taps on the edge of my shoe, and as he's rocking it, I begin to feel dizzy. As time passes, I begin to feel sick. J stops rocking the sign, but I'm still losing it. I feel like I'm about to throw up. I start heading towards the creek and take off my sunglasses. I'm going to vomit.

I lean up against the sign to catch my balance and suddenly begin to sweat. I can feel myself about to hack, but I can hold it back. I'm leaning over when my hearing starts to muffle, and my friends are asking if I'm alright. The world around me begins to go deaf, and I can only hear a buzzing sound. I pick my body up, regain my balance for a moment, but feel extremely weak, like I'm about to black out. The creek sounds distant and I can hardly make out the words my friends are saying.

I open my eyes wide and patterns begin to emerge as if I'm looking into a kalidoscope. The pinks and blue shapes are tiny and look like static. I can see the world, but it's like looking through a filter of strange colors and shapes. I turn around and begin talking as my friends tell me I look extremely pale. The feeling starts to disipate, and I head over to lean on my friend's car. I'm beggining to feel alot better but can't imagine what could have set me off like that. As I'm leaning on the car, the cold of the metal helps bring me about my senses as I begin to sober up. I've never felt that way before on any combination of drugs. I begin to feel better and eventually return to baseline, but enough to feel the high of that one hit, mostly through exaustion.

I was wondering if the weed I smoked might have been laced?

About 6 hours later, I smoked a bowl with a different friend at home, felt completely fine. I don't know if I might have been dehydrated or if my sickness might have led to those feelings I had at the creek. Any thoughts?

 

Thanks, this sounds the most accurate. I don't remember eating now that you mention it, or drinking very much that day. Good to know...