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I love eq., but didn't want to do a long 3-4 month cycle it always takes for me to see any real results, so I thought I'd try some bold prop. Yes, I'd heard that it makes some bros sick, but I've never, ever gotten sick off of any aas before and thought I'd be able to tolerate it. Bad move.
I started out with baby shots of 25mg., just as a test. No reaction on the first two, so I decided to kick it up to 50mg, which was my intended dose. About eight hours later, in the middle of the night, I woke us with a vicious bed spin. I fumbled my way into the bathroom, turned on the light, looked in the mirror, and saw the entire room around me begin to pulse like a beating heart. Freaked my ass out. Knew I was gonna pass out.
I remembered my third grade teacher telling us that if we ever felt light headed like we were about to pass out, we should immediately place our heads between our knees. Despite the fact that I was standing, I immediately flung my head forward, intending to lower my head to my knees. Instead, I slammed my face into the sink, then dropped to the floor like a wet towel. The second I hit the floor, I shit my pants and threw up at the same time. I had grabbed my bleeding nose, so I ended up puking into my hand. Not pretty. Then I passed out.
A few minutes later, I came to, crawled into the shower, and turned on the water without bothering to take off my shit/puke soaked clothes. Rinsed myself off, stripped, rinsed again, crawled out. (Still vicious bed spin.)
By the time I made it back to my bed, I knew I had to blow again, so I grabbed an old blanket, crawled back into the bathroom, sat on the toilet and exploded while leaning over and puking into my bathtub. I was drenched with sweat, so when I was finished, I tried to shower again, only to discover my puke had clogged the drain. So I made my way to the other bathroom, showered, and laid down on the floor to die.
I woke up twice more that night to blow. Woke up next morning with my shoulder/neck all cramped from sleeping on the tile floor. Crawled back to bed, but was able to sleep because there was nothing left to throw up. By that night, I was human again, but the smells coming from my bathrooms nearly gagged me.
My advice: Don't try bold prop on a work day.
I started out with baby shots of 25mg., just as a test. No reaction on the first two, so I decided to kick it up to 50mg, which was my intended dose. About eight hours later, in the middle of the night, I woke us with a vicious bed spin. I fumbled my way into the bathroom, turned on the light, looked in the mirror, and saw the entire room around me begin to pulse like a beating heart. Freaked my ass out. Knew I was gonna pass out.
I remembered my third grade teacher telling us that if we ever felt light headed like we were about to pass out, we should immediately place our heads between our knees. Despite the fact that I was standing, I immediately flung my head forward, intending to lower my head to my knees. Instead, I slammed my face into the sink, then dropped to the floor like a wet towel. The second I hit the floor, I shit my pants and threw up at the same time. I had grabbed my bleeding nose, so I ended up puking into my hand. Not pretty. Then I passed out.
A few minutes later, I came to, crawled into the shower, and turned on the water without bothering to take off my shit/puke soaked clothes. Rinsed myself off, stripped, rinsed again, crawled out. (Still vicious bed spin.)
By the time I made it back to my bed, I knew I had to blow again, so I grabbed an old blanket, crawled back into the bathroom, sat on the toilet and exploded while leaning over and puking into my bathtub. I was drenched with sweat, so when I was finished, I tried to shower again, only to discover my puke had clogged the drain. So I made my way to the other bathroom, showered, and laid down on the floor to die.
I woke up twice more that night to blow. Woke up next morning with my shoulder/neck all cramped from sleeping on the tile floor. Crawled back to bed, but was able to sleep because there was nothing left to throw up. By that night, I was human again, but the smells coming from my bathrooms nearly gagged me.
My advice: Don't try bold prop on a work day.
