Was chillin with my buddy (Ill call him J) smokin and shit just got back from a food run when I got a phone call from another buddy (call him K) saying he's at my other friends house (call the other friend A), and that A said he didn't feel good and passed out and started making these weird snorting noises..
Now K doesn't smoke or do any drugs so he called me cause he had no idea what was happening.. All of us (A, K, J, and myself) are pretty close friends and me and friend J know that A does opiates once in awhile but doesnt smoke or drink that much.
Me and J rushed over to A's house to find him turning pale, eyes rolling back, started foaming at the mouth, and was unresponsive to slaps or even snow and water on his head. I immediatly called the ambulance and reported an overdose, possibly of opiates..
When the cops and paramedics got there, A had stopped breathing and was foaming more at the mouth and still unresponsive. The cops and paramedics assumed that me, J, and K were getting fucked up with him all night and that we didn't want to say what he overdosed on to get us in trouble.
I told them all the info I knew. Turns out he did a full 40mg oxymorphone (opana, stronger than oxy) and drank a little cough syrup later cause he was sick. His heart stopped and he stopped breathing when paramedics arrived.
They were able to revive him and now he's ok. But me, J, and K are being blamed for A's overdose and very near-death experience by his family and certain friends.. When really if it wasn't for us and he was alone he would have died and who knows when somebody would find him. We saved his life!! I'm still in shock
Now K doesn't smoke or do any drugs so he called me cause he had no idea what was happening.. All of us (A, K, J, and myself) are pretty close friends and me and friend J know that A does opiates once in awhile but doesnt smoke or drink that much.
Me and J rushed over to A's house to find him turning pale, eyes rolling back, started foaming at the mouth, and was unresponsive to slaps or even snow and water on his head. I immediatly called the ambulance and reported an overdose, possibly of opiates..
When the cops and paramedics got there, A had stopped breathing and was foaming more at the mouth and still unresponsive. The cops and paramedics assumed that me, J, and K were getting fucked up with him all night and that we didn't want to say what he overdosed on to get us in trouble.
I told them all the info I knew. Turns out he did a full 40mg oxymorphone (opana, stronger than oxy) and drank a little cough syrup later cause he was sick. His heart stopped and he stopped breathing when paramedics arrived.
They were able to revive him and now he's ok. But me, J, and K are being blamed for A's overdose and very near-death experience by his family and certain friends.. When really if it wasn't for us and he was alone he would have died and who knows when somebody would find him. We saved his life!! I'm still in shock