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Greenlighter
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We lived together for 3 years and being a recovering addict myself, I couldn't deal with his drug use. He would do coke (we used together once and he was so paranoid that I never did it again with or without him) ecstasy and had a regular weed habit. He was a heavy cigarette smoker and had high blood pressure (looking back now I am sure it was from continued drug usage). From the beginning of our relationship he was angry all the time, physically violent and very verbally abusive. He always sweated profusely and had a weird body odor. I could never understand why he was nice one minute and then flipping out saying I was mumbling under my breath when I had never said a word, the next. After I kicked him out of my house we remained best friends, just no romantic involvement.
I have noticed over the last few months he was complaining more and more about severe headaches, stomach cramps, rectal bleeding, although he was overweight his face started to look somewhat sunken in, not bad but noticeable to me. He had not lost any weight and didn't eat well nor did he drink water, it was always soda. His chest was really congested and his breathing was heavy like someone with COPD. He would cough until he turned purple and would get lightheaded almost to the point of passing out.
I saw him on Saturday and he was being super nice. He was at a friends house working on motorcycles and not one time did he get frustrated or flip out like he typically would. He told his friend he was on acid but his movements were quick, he was talkative and upbeat and his hands were a bit shaky. He told me he would be by the house early Sunday to pick me up to go fishing. He never showed up which was normal so I went on my own and when I got home Sunday afternoon I tried calling him and his phone was off. I decided to go by his house around 6pm. When I knocked he didn't immediately open the door. I noticed 2 of his blinds were cut on his front window where he could peek out of it and see outside but all the windows were covered with dark curtains. After banging on the door and calling his name he finally answered it and I could tell something wasn't right. His face was reallllly red and I asked what was wrong and he said he had a severe headache and had been trying to sleep it off but his neighbors had been working on their car all day and he kept being wakened by them honking the horn. Come to find out he had helped those said neighbors work on their car the day before (Saturday). His pupils weren't dilated, but rather constricted and he was a bit sweaty. The temp in his apartment was 70 degrees. He seemed a little disoriented and when I made him plug his phone in and turn it on I noticed he was shaking pretty bad. He looked at his phone a couple of times and couldn't figure out how to check his call log so he put the phone down. I asked him what he was on and at first he said nothing. I knew he was on something so I pressed him and he said he took a hit of acid at 10pm the night before. I asked him if he had a bad trip and he said no he just thought it was cut with too much stricnine (sp?) I asked if he needed me to take him to the hospital and he said no he was going to take a shower and sleep it off. Of course I did a little lecturing and hung out for approx. 20 minutes. I should have known better than to leave but I was angry at him for using.
Anytime I have caught him using in the past he would avoid me for several days to give me time to cool down and then he would come back around and promise to never do it again. I tried calling him every day, several times a day and didn't get an answer so I assumed it was just going to take him a little more time. On Thursday morning during my prayer time I felt the need to go by and check on him again so after working that morning I left early for lunch and went by to find his vehicle hadn't been moved since I was there on Sunday. In my heart I knew what I was going to find. I knocked on his door and no answer but I could smell decomposition through the door. I called 911 and upon them entering his apartment they found him in the bathroom, wedged between the toilet and bathtub, face up and head turned to the left. The pictures on his wall in the bathroom were knocked onto the floor, his toilet seat was down, he was in the same boxers I saw him in on Sunday and his shorts and tshirt were underneath him. After going into his apartment and observing everything I know he died not long after I left. I checked his phone log and there were no calls made or received and my text message to him was the last one on his phone. We did not find any drugs other than his marijuana and no pariphanalia (sp?)
After doing some investigation on my own, I learned that he had used coke back at the end of Feb. Then a few weeks ago he bought an 8 ball of coke. The last 2 weeks he bought $75 worth of meth. From what I have been told that is about 1.5 grams. I have no idea how much that is but I have been told it is a lot. I do know that he bought meth on either Friday night or Saturday night. And he told me he had bought the acid. Somehow I don't think he actually bought the acid, it was just a lie to throw me off as to what he was really doing. I found his bed stripped of all his sheets and his blankets were in the washer and dryer.
Looking back now I see the big picture and I am sure his addiction was far worse than what I will ever know but I have no experience with meth. Here are my questions
1. Have you ever watched someone die from a meth overdose? what was it like?
2. Is there anything I could have done different to save him?
3. What was he likely to be thinking or feeling and was it a painful death?
4. Could 1.5 grams over a 24-48hr period be fatal or would he have had to taken more, or a combo of drugs?
5. Does this sound like a meth overdose or could it have been coke?
We wont have the autopsy report with toxicology back for 6-8 weeks and I need answers now. His method of ingestion was snorting as far as I know. I have never seen needle marks and I have never seen an indication of smoking it unless he smoked it in his marijuana.
Any answers you can give will be super helpful. I don't want anything sugar coated. I was in his apartment for 7 hours after they removed his body and I will never forget the smell. If I can handle that I know I can handle the details of what his last ride was like. Thank you for taking the time to read and respond.
I have noticed over the last few months he was complaining more and more about severe headaches, stomach cramps, rectal bleeding, although he was overweight his face started to look somewhat sunken in, not bad but noticeable to me. He had not lost any weight and didn't eat well nor did he drink water, it was always soda. His chest was really congested and his breathing was heavy like someone with COPD. He would cough until he turned purple and would get lightheaded almost to the point of passing out.
I saw him on Saturday and he was being super nice. He was at a friends house working on motorcycles and not one time did he get frustrated or flip out like he typically would. He told his friend he was on acid but his movements were quick, he was talkative and upbeat and his hands were a bit shaky. He told me he would be by the house early Sunday to pick me up to go fishing. He never showed up which was normal so I went on my own and when I got home Sunday afternoon I tried calling him and his phone was off. I decided to go by his house around 6pm. When I knocked he didn't immediately open the door. I noticed 2 of his blinds were cut on his front window where he could peek out of it and see outside but all the windows were covered with dark curtains. After banging on the door and calling his name he finally answered it and I could tell something wasn't right. His face was reallllly red and I asked what was wrong and he said he had a severe headache and had been trying to sleep it off but his neighbors had been working on their car all day and he kept being wakened by them honking the horn. Come to find out he had helped those said neighbors work on their car the day before (Saturday). His pupils weren't dilated, but rather constricted and he was a bit sweaty. The temp in his apartment was 70 degrees. He seemed a little disoriented and when I made him plug his phone in and turn it on I noticed he was shaking pretty bad. He looked at his phone a couple of times and couldn't figure out how to check his call log so he put the phone down. I asked him what he was on and at first he said nothing. I knew he was on something so I pressed him and he said he took a hit of acid at 10pm the night before. I asked him if he had a bad trip and he said no he just thought it was cut with too much stricnine (sp?) I asked if he needed me to take him to the hospital and he said no he was going to take a shower and sleep it off. Of course I did a little lecturing and hung out for approx. 20 minutes. I should have known better than to leave but I was angry at him for using.
Anytime I have caught him using in the past he would avoid me for several days to give me time to cool down and then he would come back around and promise to never do it again. I tried calling him every day, several times a day and didn't get an answer so I assumed it was just going to take him a little more time. On Thursday morning during my prayer time I felt the need to go by and check on him again so after working that morning I left early for lunch and went by to find his vehicle hadn't been moved since I was there on Sunday. In my heart I knew what I was going to find. I knocked on his door and no answer but I could smell decomposition through the door. I called 911 and upon them entering his apartment they found him in the bathroom, wedged between the toilet and bathtub, face up and head turned to the left. The pictures on his wall in the bathroom were knocked onto the floor, his toilet seat was down, he was in the same boxers I saw him in on Sunday and his shorts and tshirt were underneath him. After going into his apartment and observing everything I know he died not long after I left. I checked his phone log and there were no calls made or received and my text message to him was the last one on his phone. We did not find any drugs other than his marijuana and no pariphanalia (sp?)
After doing some investigation on my own, I learned that he had used coke back at the end of Feb. Then a few weeks ago he bought an 8 ball of coke. The last 2 weeks he bought $75 worth of meth. From what I have been told that is about 1.5 grams. I have no idea how much that is but I have been told it is a lot. I do know that he bought meth on either Friday night or Saturday night. And he told me he had bought the acid. Somehow I don't think he actually bought the acid, it was just a lie to throw me off as to what he was really doing. I found his bed stripped of all his sheets and his blankets were in the washer and dryer.
Looking back now I see the big picture and I am sure his addiction was far worse than what I will ever know but I have no experience with meth. Here are my questions
1. Have you ever watched someone die from a meth overdose? what was it like?
2. Is there anything I could have done different to save him?
3. What was he likely to be thinking or feeling and was it a painful death?
4. Could 1.5 grams over a 24-48hr period be fatal or would he have had to taken more, or a combo of drugs?
5. Does this sound like a meth overdose or could it have been coke?
We wont have the autopsy report with toxicology back for 6-8 weeks and I need answers now. His method of ingestion was snorting as far as I know. I have never seen needle marks and I have never seen an indication of smoking it unless he smoked it in his marijuana.
Any answers you can give will be super helpful. I don't want anything sugar coated. I was in his apartment for 7 hours after they removed his body and I will never forget the smell. If I can handle that I know I can handle the details of what his last ride was like. Thank you for taking the time to read and respond.
