Citation: nicole. "My Boyfriend Held My Hand and Prayed: An Experience with MDMA (Ecstasy) & DXM (with CPM) (exp12266)". Erowid.org. Jan 14, 2008. erowid.org/exp/12266
I really dont know how to begin. This wasnt a recent experiece...it happend last May. I have been wanting to write about it for a while but anytime I would get on this website and even see the word 'Coricidin' I would immediatley throw-up or pass out, Iím not kidding. I am fixing to tell you about the WORST night of my life!!
It all started aroung 8 P.M., I took 1 XTC pill (this was only my third or fourth experience with ex). I was out with my girlfriends, it was kind of like a girls night out, a couple of them had taken XTC pills too. We went to a party where I found my boyfriend. I was feeling great!!I guess you could say I was 'rollin'!! My boyfriend informed me that his parents were out of town for the night, so he wanted me to stay with him. He was 'rollin' too and since we were going to spend the night together and we didnt really have a cerfew he decided he would buy us both another XTC pill. Well, he couldnt find anyone willing to come off any, and the party was slowing down so we decided to go ahead and go home(this was around 12 A.M.) On our way out to my car we ran into some friends who mentioned that if you take Coricidin tablets you will feel like your 'rollin'. Needless to say...on our way home we stopped at the Super Wal-Mart and we went inside and bought 1 or 2 packs of this deadly medication..Coricidin Cold and Cough-the high blood pressure formula(I think this formula has more active ingredients-which can be deadly). We were still kinda fucked up I think because my memory of being in Wal-Mart is pretty vague. When we got back in my car (about 12:30 A.M.) we started taking the pills. I took 9 or 10 - I dont really remember. My boyfriend took 10 - he told me I should only take 5 or 6 since I was so small but I told him not to worry... I didnt feel like I was over-doing it, little did I know what lied ahead!!
We got back to his house around 12:45. I drank some red cool-aid and told him I was going to lay down because I didnt feel anything but tired. He stayed up watching tv and came to bed around 3 A.M.
When he got in bed it woke me up and I realized my stomach was hurting horribly. It was the worst stomach ache I had ever had. I started to tell him my stomach hurt and before I could finish the sentence I leaned over the side of the bed and started throwing up on the floor. I struggled to make it to the bathroom which was right around the corner. I made it to the toilet before I hurled again, my boyfriend was right behind me. I was throwing up violently. It wasnt like I was just getting sick-it was like some demon was trying to escape from my body. I felt like someone was pulling on all my limbs trying to tear me apart. My whole body was in such pain. I thought I would never stop throwing up. I remember I was very short of breath and my boyfriend later told me I was gasping for air and saying 'Iím going to die'. I eventually stopped vomiting and stood up. I remember looking in the mirror and not even recognizing myself. My boyfriend helped me back to bed and layed down with me-I fell right back to sleep(or just passed out).
My boyfriend later told me he was about to call 911 but he decided to get on the internet first to see what was wrong with me and to see if there was anything that he could do rather than calling 911. I dont know how he knew about this website but he came here-to erowid-and looked up DXM. He saw all the warnings and read about all the deaths and decided if I got sick again he would take me to the ER. Well, sure enough about 7 A.M. his sister (which is 16 and knows we were pretty fucked up the night before) came in the room to wake me up because she knew I had soccer practice at 8 A.M. Right when I woke up I knew I was about to be sick again. My boyfriend looked at me and asked me if I felt better and I got up and ran to the bathroom. This is when the bad stuff started. I dont really remember very clearly everything but I know I threw up very violently like I described before, still saying I was going to die. I could hear his sister in the background telling me everything would be ok and telling my boyfriend, and her brother (of course)to 'look at all her muscles, whats happening to her?' his sister asked, I dont really know what my muscles were doing I just know it felt like I had a cramp in every muscle in my body. I quit vomiting, stood up and started stumbling back to bed.
I made it about half way there when everything went black. I passed out. The next thing I remember was him and her holding me over the sink because I started vomiting again. I looked up and fell to the floor again. I remember saying I was dying and telling my boyfriend to tell my parents I was sorry for doing drugs. At this point I was laying on the floor, half awake-half passed out, and I could hear them arguing over whether to call his parents or my parents or 911. My boyfriend was holding my hand telling me to stay awake a little longer that help would be here soon. I remember sweating so much my shirt was soaked. Sweat was pouring off my face and I could feel it dripping off my legs. She had decided to run next door and get their neighbor - since he was a Doctor. In the meantime my boyfriend was holding my hand, praying for God not to take me and praying for the Doctor to hurry and get there. I barely remember hearing him pray - all I remember is a loud ringing in my ears. It was so loud. My body was in so much pain. I cant really describe it except to say again that it felt like all my muscles had cramps. It was horrible. I remember trying to open my eyes and just seeing light too bright to look at, but when I closed my eyes it was still there. I thought I was seeing 'the light'. It turns out I probably couldnt see because I was bleeding through my eyeballs. I thought I was dead.
The next thing I remember is seeing a strange man leaning down to lift my limp, wet body off the floor. I dont remember anything after that until 3 P.M. the next day when I woke up in a hospital room with tubes in my nose. My parents, grandparents, my boyfriends parents and some close friends of the family were there. You can figure out the rest. I spent the night in the hospital and went home the next day. I had to go through a drug rehab program and a bunch of bullshit just to make my family feel better about the situation although I knew within my self I would never do any stupid shit like that again. It turned out the combination of MDMA and DXM was too much for my body to handle. The main reason for me getting so ill was because of the active ingredients in the Coricidin cough medicine. One of the ingredients causes nausea and high fever (when I got to the hospital my temp. was 103.4 and I had to be put in a tub of ice). The fever was frying my insides and almost killed me. The next week I went to my local drug store to get one of the 6 medications refilled I had been prescribed during my hospital stay. I was on my way out when I glanced over and noticed a Coricidin display. I instantly passed out. Thankfully my boyfriend was there to get me back on my feet.
This shit is scary. It has really gave me a new perspective on life and how I should know whats going into my body and how it will affect me. I strongly urge anyone thinking about trying Coricidin to think again. Think about all the pain agony, and even death other people have had to endure as a consequence of taking Coricidin. I am begging you please think about what you are doing-you DONT know what your body can handle. Also think about how this will effect how people think of you. All my friends parents knew, everyone at my church knew, all my teachers too!! It was so embarassing. Please think of this story and remember how many teens have died (from as few as 4 tablets!!) before you ever put a Coricidin tablet into your mouth. I hope my story has given you a new outlook on Coricidin and its negative effects.
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