Hi everyone! Welcome to my blog where I share my crazy and unusual adventures around the world. Today I’m going to tell you how I survived a caffeine overdose while visiting Colombia’s coffee farms. Yes, you read that right. I overdosed on caffeine and lived to tell the tale. Here’s what happened.
I’ve always been a coffee lover, but I never imagined that I would end up in a hospital because of it. It all started when I decided to take a tour of some of the most famous coffee farms in Colombia, the land of coffee. I was so excited to see how coffee beans are grown, harvested, roasted, and brewed. I wanted to taste all the different varieties and flavors of coffee that Colombia has to offer.
The tour was amazing. I learned so much about the history and culture of coffee in Colombia, and I got to see some of the most beautiful landscapes and scenery. The coffee farms were like paradise for me. Everywhere I looked, there were coffee plants with bright red cherries, ready to be picked. The aroma of fresh coffee was intoxicating.
But here’s where things went wrong. At every farm we visited, we were offered a cup of coffee as a courtesy. And being the polite and curious traveler that I am, I accepted every single one. I didn’t want to miss out on any opportunity to try a new kind of coffee. Plus, they were all so delicious and smooth that I couldn’t resist.
I didn’t realize how much caffeine I was consuming until it was too late. By the time we reached the last farm of the day, I had already drunk at least 10 cups of coffee, each with a different level of caffeine and strength. That’s when I started to feel the symptoms of a caffeine overdose .
At first, I felt a bit shaky and jittery. Then my heart started to beat very fast and irregularly . I felt sick and vomited . I was confused and panicked . I thought I was having a heart attack or a stroke. I couldn’t breathe properly. I started to hallucinate and see things that weren’t there. It was terrifying.
Luckily, the tour guide noticed that something was wrong with me and called an ambulance. He told me later that he had seen people overdose on caffeine before, but never as bad as me. He said that I was lucky to be alive.
The paramedics arrived quickly and took me to the nearest hospital. They gave me some medication to counteract the effects of caffeine and calm me down. They also hooked me up to a monitor to check my heart rate and blood pressure. They told me that I had consumed way too much caffeine for my body weight and tolerance level, and that it could have been fatal if they hadn’t intervened in time.
I spent the night in the hospital under observation. The next day, they discharged me with a warning to be more careful with my caffeine intake in the future. They said that I might experience some withdrawal symptoms, such as headaches, fatigue, irritability, and difficulty focusing, but that they would go away after a few days.
I was so embarrassed and ashamed of what had happened. I felt like such an idiot for drinking so much coffee without thinking about the consequences. I apologized profusely to the tour guide and the other travelers for ruining their day and causing them trouble. They were all very nice and understanding, but I could tell that they thought I was crazy.
I learned my lesson the hard way: too much of anything can be bad for you, even something as wonderful as coffee. Now I limit myself to one or two cups of coffee per day, and only in the morning. I also avoid any other sources of caffeine, such as energy drinks, soda, chocolate, or supplements. And whenever I travel to a new place, I always ask about the caffeine content of the local drinks before trying them.
I hope you enjoyed reading about my caffeine overdose adventure in Colombia. It was definitely one of the most memorable experiences of my life, but not in a good way. Have you ever had too much caffeine or any other substance? How did you cope with it? Let me know in the comments below.
Thanks for reading and stay tuned for more crazy and unusual stories from my travels around the world!