My CBD story:
My brother gave me some CBD years ago. For some reason, it ended up in my suitcase on a trip to Destin, FL. Tincture under the tongue. Don't recall the dose. We drove to Pensacola to go to the museum, but I had my carry pistol in the car, and I couldn't come on base. I dropped off my family, and drove back to Destin, then back to Pensacola...
That AM I used some CBD...Don't even know why TBH. I started getting nauseated an hour or two after using it, and it got worse and worse. I'm on the way from Pensacola to Destin and I start having abdominal cramps.
I now have to take a king-sized dump. No big deal, I'll go at the hotel room when I get there. FFWD a whole 2 minutes later, I have to **** so bad I can't breathe and I'm having trouble driving.
I'm trying to pull into a Kroger parking lot and traffic is bad. I am nearly in tears at this point. I am sweating profusely, yelling at cars and groaning loudly. I prayed aloud to my Lord and savior Jesus Christ. I will convert to communism if you make this go away. I confess. Take my life.
I finally got into the Kroger parking lot and sprinted into the bathroom and nuked that place.
I won't use CBD ever again.