Ephedrine - A Dangerous Drug?: please if you love yourself don't take hydroxycut

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***nobody, not even the fda knows the dangers of Hydroxycut and other fat burners...and don't you be a guinea pig with your one precious life you were lucky enough to receive...life is a gift...not something to be toyed around with...please read on...i hope sharing my experience will help someone out there: I am a strong believer that Hydroxycut should be banned from the shelves of any over the counter suppliers. I had the most horrifying experience of my life because of two small Hydroxycut pills. My brother had been taking it, and claimed that he was fine. I asked a personal trainer at my gym and she said that she tried it but it gave her the jitters, but that her boyfriend is an avid user of it. Well, I am writing this to inform you that though Hydroxycut may be tolerable amongst some of its users, it may have severe, dangerous, life-threatening ADVERSE reactions…not to be confused with ALLERGIC reactions….amongst other users. And I’M NOT TALKING adverse reactions that are experienced by those who have one of the many diseases/or medical conditions which warn them not to use it. And I’M NOT TALKING adverse reactions that are experienced by those who abuse Hydroxycut by increasing the recommended duration and dosage. WHAT I AM TALKING ABOUT is an adverse reaction that I had after taking MY VERY FIRST dosage of Hydroxycut, which almost killed me. I, being a 25- year- old female in perfect health w/ none of the plethora of medical conditions under the cautioned part of the label to protect the makers of Hydroxycut from enduring any type of legal battle with…well…nearly anyone under the sun. Anyhow, I am an athlete…who runs 5 miles a day and is in top performance shape. I have a story to tell, thank God, I am alive to tell it…and so it unravels……

I bought some Hydroxycut and kept it on my bureau. I’d been meaning to take it for days…but always was in such a hurry before work. One day, I got ready early, and stuffed two Hydroxycut pills in my pocket. I got to work, and within an hour…remembered they were in my pocket…and took them. I wasn’t thinking anything of it, but started feeling a little dizzy. Then I started to feel my heart racing. I stood up hoping it would feel better….but it just got worse. I walked into my boss’ office to tell her I wasn’t feeling well and to maybe leave work early. But when I arrived in her office, I felt like I was SHUTTING DOWN, quite literally. I walked through her door and then started pacing…then I sat down and put my head on her desk. My boss asked me what was wrong. I responded I just didn’t feel right. She said she was pressing for me to tell her, I was simultaneously experiencing an increasingly worse reaction. Suddenly I dropped to my knees and hysterically told her that I didn’t feel good at all and that something was going on. I felt like I was fading out, everything was getting really quiet, in slow motion, and the way my body and mind felt was that I was slipping away…shutting down…something along those sentiments. My heart was racing so fast that I felt like I couldn’t keep up with it. It was the most gut-renching feeling to feel this thing beating inside your chest so quickly that you yourself didn’t even recognize it as your heart. It was absolutely 100% pure hell. Well, my boss reacted the way anyone would have to my behavior. She said she was going to call 911 and get some help, and I being the proud person I was (embarrassed too) tried to convince her not to, and mumbled terrifyingly that I just needed to relax and lie down somewhere and I’d be okay. Well, as I stood up, to walk towards the conference room, I put one foot out in front of me and then realized I needed help and fast. I quickly changed her mind and told her that she’d better call 911. Then I went to the President’s Secretary and pounded my hands on her counter and yelled out repeatedly “Call my doctor”…please…each second that past I felt even more sure that I was having some kind of reaction to Hydroxycut and my life flashed before my eyes. I remembered the conversation I had with my twin sister the very night before, saying that we came into this world together and that we have to take good care of ourselves so that we can go out together too. I said that we are so young, only 25, and we pondered how horrible it would be if one of us would have to live double the amount of years we already had…without the other one. So as you can imagine, all that I was thinking was…”No I can’t die yet…my twin sister needs me.”…and “I can’t die…what a horrible Christmas my family will have”…..etc, etc. Well..the President’s Secretary and my boss took either side of me and walked me into the conference room where I lied down on the couch. I was shaking like crazy, was not even in my normal state of mind (I feel like I was at my ‘drunkest’ as far as inhibitions go)…I was swearing left and right…(which again, something I would never do especially at work with the executive staff by my side)….The paramedics finally arrived. I felt like I was clinging onto dear life. Now I have never passed out before or been in a coma (thank God)…so I can’t describe how this feels. The best simile I can find to help you understand is that you say that something tastes like gasoline…well you’ve never tasted it only smelled it so how do you know what gasoline tastes like? But you feel you do know what it tastes like. Well it’s along that line…it’s true I’ve never passed out or been in a coma…but I know how it feels to be fading out so much. I feel I had certain instincts inside that told me just what to do. I drank 8 glasses of water that my boss brought me, I ate bites of the muffin that went down my throat so dryly and crumbled all over me but nevertheless helped, and I insisted on laying down and not sitting up when the paramedics first asked me to, because my heart was racing so much and each time I would start to sit up I’d feel blood rush to my head and feel like I was really dying. Lying down seemed to help relax me and make it so I couldn’t assess my light- headedness. And my strong will and determination fought off all urges to ‘give in’ to the overwhelming urge of shutting down….although there were times when I was convinced I was having some kind of heart attack, stroke, or brain hemorrhage from this…the entire time I was thinking….shit this **@$*#* drug is trying to kill me and I AM NOT going to let it make me one of the statistics. My blood pressure was 60/40 or something like that (I can find out the exact #’s from the paramedics records at your request)….which is outrageously low because my normal blood pressure is 125/72. So the paramedics asked me if I had any problems swallowing or felt my throat closing…to which I answered ‘no’, and they went on to tell me I had an ADVERSE REACTION to Hydroxycut. If I had experienced problems swallowing or sensations of my throat closing, it would have been an ALLERGIC REACTION. Nevertheless, the ADVERSE REACTION that I had…to 2 measly Hydroxycut pills… was enough to make me realize that with the way my body was reacting…..I could have easily developed, directly or indirectly, lethal reactions such as heart attack, stroke or brain hemorrhage. I COULD HAVE DIED THAT DAY…but because it was an ADVERSE REACTION, Hydroxycut would have gotten off scott free. That is enormously troubling. Here I am now, in perfect health. I took back the product, got my $$ back. Everyone at work knows me as “the girl who flipped out from Hydroxycut” and is learning my lesson. There heads shake at what I went through. They know never to take it and spread the word not to take it. But the problem is…I am not satisfied. Because somewhere out there, is that idealistic girl or boy, man or woman, who is going to pick up the product hoping to achieve the same results I’d had hoped…(a more defined stomach, leaner muscle definition, etc.)…however….that individual may quite literally DIE FOR IT. Well, not if I can help it. I was lucky. And I am lucky again, to get this story through to someone who cares enough to have read it all the way to this very last line. There is nothing else I’d rather be doing this wonderful Friday night then to be reliving the worst day in my life by writing it down in such detail for you and who-ever else is interested in my testimony. Because I know that in doing this, I am doing my part in getting this product off the shelf and into the garbage. It’s better this product goes kerplunk than the people who trust and believe in it. Maybe someday there will be a product that promises similar results that is not harmful. But until that day comes, PLEASE LET THE PEOPLE HAVE A LITTLE EXTRA BOLOGNA IN THEIR BELLIES AND LET THEM LIVE. Thank you very much for your time. Please keep the crusade going to recall Hydroxycut....thank you.

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