Hey I actually just posted my full overdose story over on another thread so I’m just gonna copy & paste so you can see it—-
Okay, so here’s my overdose story. It was about a year ago. At that point I had been completely clean off heroin/illicit opiates for like 2 years. I had gotten into a near fatal car crash where I broke my entire back. I had to have surgery on my spine & got metal plates. I had to learn how to walk again & was even bed-ridden for a couple months. Being only 27 it was so hard for me to go through something so major & not be able to use my body the way I always have. When I was released from the hospital I was given no pain killers or physical therapy at home or anything. I was in more pain than I could’ve ever imagined was possible. Even though I had been clean a good while, I was desperate for pain relief so I began to seek out heroin. Being I was out of the game for so long, I didn’t have any of my old connects. The only thing I was able to find was fent. Not even oxy, perks etc.
A buddy of mine took me to his homie’s place where I could buy fent. The only thing I remember was hitting a trail off foil, then going “FUCK” because it felt so amazing. Then I immediately chased another hit, I can remember hearing my homie’s voice telling me to take it easy. That’s the last thing I remember. My homie said pretty instantly after the 2nd hit, I slumped back into the seat & he said my eyes were wide open. Wasn’t even blinking. He has no experience with opiates at all, so he was just trying to wake me up at first. From here, it’s all going to be my friend’s account of what happened since I don’t remember. He said I started to turn blue & I guess he tried opening my mouth bc he thought i was choking on my own tongue or something. He started doing chest compressions, and nothing. Then he sped off back towards the guy’s house who I got it from. I guess that guy told my homie he had narcan. He started banging on the guy’s door. They gave me 2 ‘doses’ or whatever of the narcan nasal spray & apparently it did absolutely nothing. This whole time he said my eyes were wide open & pupils barely existent. His friend got the narcan shot since the spray didn’t work. I guess the guy was trying to find a vein and having trouble since I really don’t have anything left after shooting H. So my homie grabbed ended up being able to inject it into my thigh. Then I finally came to. The next thing I remember was sitting in my homie’s truck again, and hearing him say “you really scared me dude, I really thought I had lost you.” And I started to become more lucid and he told me about what happened. He drove me home & I literally just went inside and went to bed. I didn’t know I was supposed to still get to a hospital or anything like that. I was mostly just ashamed of myself for relapsing after so much clean time, and for nearly dying from my first relapse. But yeah, I think I pretty much mentioned everything there is. The homie said I was ‘down’ for about an hour.