I don’t post this to boast. I just want to let out some emotions here.
My brother smokes a lot of weed. He makes edibles too. All I can say is May Allah guide him. Anyway, I was at my aunt’s house (who doesn’t smoke) and she offered me a cookie, thinking it was a regular cookie. Turned out to be a pot cookie, with a lot of pot in it. My brother forgot them at her house. Within an hour I started feeling dizzy, my heart started beating very fast, and I couldn’t breathe. I felt I was surely going to pass out and die. My body started to tingle and go numb. At this point I didn’t know it was a pot cookie, so I thought it was a stroke or heart attack.
I had my dad take me to the ER. I didn’t want to die without seeing my mom. I waited for her at the ER (after an EKG and blood draw, no one was giving me info at all). She came, and I felt ready. Then all I could think and say was la ilaha ila Allah, and I said out loud and then in my heart when I didn’t have the energy to speak anymore. I was ready to die, I asked Allah to forgive my sins and to take care of my parents. Then I kept saying it in my head for like 10 minutes.
Finally, the doctor came in and told it was a panic attack probably from the “very high concentration of weed I had in my system.” They gave me a shot of anti-anxiety meds and I went to sleep finally. I woke up really high.
This story is extremely funny to me, I’m not upset about it and I know I am forgiven for it because I didn’t know. I had never had weed in my life. I’m sorry this isn’t a very helpful post, I just wanted to thank Allah for letting me say la ilaha ila Allah at the time I thought I was surely dying (I know if I was really dying maybe I wouldn’t have been able to say it, who knows). I’m glad I find death comforting too. I know there’s no guarantee about my afterlife, but I felt really warm. It was probably just the drugs though.
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