yilungma
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Before all this I do think it's worth mentioning I am 15.
So I went crazy on weed with my friend, and long story short, I was in the hospital with locks on me strapped to a bed (I kept trying to hit the doctors, according to my mom). I do not recall anything in the 8 hours after I went crazy.
It's whatever. I was coherent enough not to blurt out anything unnecessary when I was high, so they didn't know anything. I had made the excuse that my friend gave me an edible without me knowing. My auntie just drove my mom and me home, mother kept screaming at me for a couple of days.
Apparently, my doctor was informed, so he arranged to talk to me. My mom and I walked to the hospital and we waited an hour past the arranged time.
I assumed it would've just been a "don't do drugs ya little youngin fuck" type of conversation.
He is a very kind-hearted, humble person. Not like most doctors who always look exhausted or disengaged.
blah blah blah don't do drugs, and then he was like "they also searched your house and found steroids?" at that point I was like "fuck" and I tried to deny it by making a confused expression. Two seconds later, he pulls out PICTURES of my vials the cops took. Okay, so now I know I'm really fucked, and then he shows me other pictures of my asin and tretinoin and was like "we advise your son to stop using androgens and aromatase inhibitors," and I'm slightly relieved because they didn't mention my hgh, which would've probably gotten me in some trouble, I think?
Im not really sure as I wasn't properly informed but my mom did say something along the lines of that I have some sort of record on my identity card.
photo of me in the hospital bed my mom took and a ss of my convo with the friend I was with
So I went crazy on weed with my friend, and long story short, I was in the hospital with locks on me strapped to a bed (I kept trying to hit the doctors, according to my mom). I do not recall anything in the 8 hours after I went crazy.
It's whatever. I was coherent enough not to blurt out anything unnecessary when I was high, so they didn't know anything. I had made the excuse that my friend gave me an edible without me knowing. My auntie just drove my mom and me home, mother kept screaming at me for a couple of days.
Apparently, my doctor was informed, so he arranged to talk to me. My mom and I walked to the hospital and we waited an hour past the arranged time.
I assumed it would've just been a "don't do drugs ya little youngin fuck" type of conversation.
He is a very kind-hearted, humble person. Not like most doctors who always look exhausted or disengaged.
blah blah blah don't do drugs, and then he was like "they also searched your house and found steroids?" at that point I was like "fuck" and I tried to deny it by making a confused expression. Two seconds later, he pulls out PICTURES of my vials the cops took. Okay, so now I know I'm really fucked, and then he shows me other pictures of my asin and tretinoin and was like "we advise your son to stop using androgens and aromatase inhibitors," and I'm slightly relieved because they didn't mention my hgh, which would've probably gotten me in some trouble, I think?
Im not really sure as I wasn't properly informed but my mom did say something along the lines of that I have some sort of record on my identity card.
photo of me in the hospital bed my mom took and a ss of my convo with the friend I was with
