I have two grown, independent daughters, and I am so damn proud of them. I struggle to communicate just how proud of them I am, and it’s getting harder since they’re out living their lives.
Yesterday my daughter came home from work, and we were chatting. She asked if I wanted to split a joint with her, and it sounded so fun. I’ve take edibles every now and again, but I haven’t smoked in a couple years, but this wasn’t my first weed rodeo by any stretch.
We went outside, and had the best conversation. I told her how happy I was to see her being herself, and how she is such a gift to the world, and how proud I am to be her dad. I cried a bit, we hugged, it was the conversation I’ve wanted to have with her forever.
When we went inside, I started to feel a bit wobbly, so I sat down in a big chair. I lost consciousness.
Important note – I pass out a lot. When my nervous system gets overwhelmed, I will just shut down.
When I came to, my wife told me that I hadn’t been breathing. I thought to myself, “I’m dying, which means I won’t need to apologize tomorrow for this terrible weed mistake.” She left, and my other daughter stayed with me. She held my head, and I felt so grateful she was there with me. I also told her how proud I was to be her dad, and how amazing she is doing. She is a teacher, and she is a ray of light for all those little ones. My kids are fucking amazing.
I started getting fuzzy again, and I fully expected to fade away and never come back, and I was at peace with that.
When I woke up again, there were like 7-8 first responders standing above me in my bedroom, asking me a series of questions. I tried to explain to them that this is a thing that’s happened to me before, but my cognitive faculties just weren’t there.
Eventually I was able to stand up, walk back and forth steadily, and sign a waiver relieving them of any culpability should I actually die.
Before they left, the cop asked me where I got my weed. I live in a legal state, but I was not about to bring my daughter into this. I didn’t answer the question, pretended to dissociate, laid on my bed and closed my eyes. They left after that.
My wife stayed up with me a bit longer, until she was sure I was OK. She also stayed up with my kids.
When she came back into bed two hours later, she told me I said (unprompted), “fucking cops, I ain’t no narc.”
tl;dr I fucked up a beautiful moment with my daughter by getting way too high and having the paramedics called on me
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Hahaha no I promise you as a daughter this is probably still a really nice moment with them, plus you showed them you’re not a narc 😂😂 w dad.
You should not be passing out when you get stressed or excited. You have some kind of underlying health issue, probably with your heart, that you need to get taken care of because you will just drop dead some day soon if you don’t. Go to a doctor. Do it for your daughters ffs
I am glad you’re okay, and if you were my dad and all of this went down, I’d love you even more.
Besides “don’t take a big hit of a joint if you haven’t smoked in a while” what advice would you give for a parent-to-be? I’m pregnant with my first kid and I just hope when he’s grown up I do as good a job as it seems you have. 🥹
Also this reminds me of a Key & Peele skit lol
Aw, bro. I’m sorry you had a bummer ending to that high!
Not a doctor, not a medic. Maybe it isn’t the weed or whatever you think causing you to lose consciousness.
Have you been checked for AFIB? It can cause you to lose consciousness just like that. I developed it spontaneously and never felt any cardiac palpitations or fluttering. I just went out like a light and didn’t remember falling off a stoop & cutting my cheek. I was successfully treated.
You should tell the doctor & get a cardiac checkup. Atrial fibulation is THE most common heart arrhythmia.