man this is way out there but I don’t know where the hell else to ask this question… I know at least a few of you have dabbled in this bullshit cuz I have seen it discussed here before. Anyway:
I have cartilage damage in my right subtalar joint. Until recently it was very mild, if not almost imperceptible. This ended my running career and I had to gave up high-force athletic activity in order to protect the joint, but I could walk all day and it didn’t cause me any problems.
Anyway, one really stupid fucking night a few months ago, I partook in methamphetamine use. I have always been against meth but my friend got some and wanted me to smoke with him and I did it. It was my first (and last, I promise) time using meth.
I don’t know how much I smoked that night, but my brother got a gram of the shit and the two of us went through about 75% of the bag over the course of several hours. I suspect that it was poor quality shit because I din’t get any kind of euphoric high. I did, however get jittery as hell. My heart rate went way up and I lost all desire to eat and sleep.
I stopped smoking at around 2 or 3 a.m. and stayed up the rest of the night writing furiously on message boards. At about 6 a.m. I went for a walk. Then at 10:00 a.m., I reported to a neighbor’s house for some yardwork that I had been recruited to help with.
I don’t remember how I was feeling by then; I had definitely calmed down a lot and definitely didn’t feel that I was under the influence. However, I do rememeber that my heart was still going pretty fast and my appetite was still gone, so it hadn’t totally worn off yet.
Basically, the yardwork entailed digging several large holes in some very firm, rocky soil. I did not experience any pain as I performed this task, and it never occured to me that violently smashing my heel into a spade all day might be hard on my degenerate subtalar joint. I always use pain as my guide to activity- just don’t do it if it hurts- so I guess I thought it was OK.
When I awoke the next morning, however, my subtalar joint was screaming. My foot was stiff as a fucking board and produced a greusome grinding noise with motion, indicating that I caused more cartilage damage. The pain has resolved since then, but the stiffness and grinding haven’t.
I can still walk competently but the foot is much more delicate than before. I can’t walk as fast or as far without aggrovating the joint, and I can’t jog more than a few steps without pain, whereas before I could run at least a little bit. Also, the stiffness makes walking akward, because the foot doesn’t pronate and supinate as fast as it should. It sucks.
So I beat the shit out of my bad joint that day, causing permanent damange and probably taking years, if not decades off of its life before I’ll have to get it fused, which will suck beyond imagination.
Even though it’s not of any consequence at this point, I’m agonizing over whether the meth is to blame for this incident. I don’t have enough experience with it to be able to tell. Did the drug give me the confidence to do something that I wasn’t fit to do, or maybe just make me too absent-minded to realize that the activity was harmful (in retrospect it seems like it should have been intuitive)?
Did it prevent me from feeling pain that I should have been feeling I kicked the shovel over and over? None of this occurred to me as I was going at it.
I’m hoping that someone with meth experience can shed some light on this. Suppose I smoked half a G over three hours, as a first-time user with low tolerance, and started working seven hours later. Would it still have been affecting me, and could it have caused me to do what I did?
I have to know because if I permanently damaged my foot as a consequence of using meth, the most degenerate substance on the planet, I’ll never forgive myself.
