DOSE:	100 ug	oral	Pharms - Fentanyl	(patch)
			Naloxone

BODY WEIGHT:

150 lb

I found an empty 100mcg fentanyl patch after seeing one in my mom's trash bag the other day and decided to chew it up. I cut it up into four equal sized chunks and began chewing. I noticed the familiar warm fentanyl drift feeling. I put a pizza in the oven and sat down to pet my dog as I felt waves of warmth shoot up my hands and feet.

The next thing I know I'm waking up to a paramedic's face and flashlight inches from my face, a bag valve mask literally pumping life back into me with a tube down my throat. My ears rang, I was completely deaf and confused, I went into and out of consciousness on the way out to the ambulance and breathing became a conscious effort for me.

Luckily it was christmas eve and my parents walked in about 30 minutes later to find me dead on the floor. Not breathing, no pulse. My dad administered chest compressions and I'm not sure why I'm not in a coma or dead right now. Instead I'm sitting here typing to you a little over 24 hours since it happened. My dad saved my life, no doubt.

Then I got to sit in a hospital where the ER doctor treated me like a total piece of shit, where he really had every right to because I looked just like every other shit headed junkie white kid he sees once a week. He started to treat me a little better after my drug test only showed positive for marijuana, and not even opiates even in recently light of an overdose. He was convinced that I was also speedballing with methamphetamines or coke because my heart rate was 170bpm+ and A-fib on arrival. He was convinced that I was trying to speedball myself to death, but all of that was due to the massive dose of Narcan I was given. I spent a night in the hospital and was discharged a few hours ago.

I have scared the living shit out of all of my family, girlfriend, and I'm unsure of my employment status at the moment due to the work I missed. I was supposed to work yesterday and today. But Merry Christmas to me I guess, I got to have it. I got my second chance in life today and I'm eternally grateful to the quick action of my parents and the paramedics of my local ESD.

Exp Year: 2012	ExpID: 98718
Gender: Male
Age at time of experience: 22
Published: Dec 24, 2015	Views: 14,404
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