A long while back I had the worst toothache you could imagine, I had cracked a tooth and it must have been right on the nerve as it was killing me, like you I was dosing up on Ibrupofen and Paracetamol to try and dull it down as I was working nights at the time but it was doing nothing for me and a mate told me he would give me one of his wife's tablets that she used ( she was wheelchair bound ) and had a lot of pain in her back and I was so desperate to get rid of the pain I popped one before going home in the morning, I was fine for about an hour but tried to go to bed but my body started shaking and I couldn't control it.. I got back out of bed and my heart was racing and I seriously felt like I was done for, my whole body went all strange and I could hardly stand, I was perfectly lucid in all other respects but started panicking a bit as I had never felt like that before.. Thought that was my lot
The missus started panicking as well and phoned the hospital and they told her to tell me to lay down but fuck that, I felt so bad I swear if I had laid down I felt was never going to be getting back up again so I just stood by the fireplace walking back and fourth hoping it would wear off, anyway they sent an ambulance and turns out I had just overdosed by taking the wrong combo of drugs, alone they were fine but had that last pill too many and it pushed my body over the edge.. It worked wonders for my tooth though, with all the distraction of thinking death was imminent turned out to be a positive distraction..
I don't panic about much I have to say but for sure I was cacking myself that night... never again!