I Almost Died From a Drug Overdose
by Devon Ross
Wednesday, my foster parents left to go camping for about 5 days. My drug dealer got a hold of a pill called green ladies, main ingredients meth and MDMA - I took 8 the first day and I was wired all night. The next day he gave me 5 for free and I picked up 17.
I took the 5 as soon as I got them, popped them all at once. It's Thursday night, and I took 4 more ... I started to black out. I woke up riding my BMX around my town. I blacked out again and then I woke up on someone's roof knocking on their window at about 3 in the morning.
I then blacked out again and woke up at the skate park with a huge gash on my shoulder and the bike on top of me. It's now Friday and I haven't gotten any sleep yet, I take the rest of my pills but the effects were weak, as if I built up a tolerance to them in 3 days.
I stay home and by 12 midnight I start to feel weird, my right side of my body goes numb first my face then my arm then my leg, I start to think I'm having a stroke but I thought a stroke was a split second thing. I start hitting my self as I can't feel anything so I start freaking out telling my foster brothers I'm having a stroke but no one would believe me.
I thought for sure I was going to die. My foster brother slides me two pills across the table. He said go ahead take them. I start screaming and saying I'm never gonna pop pills again. I pass out on the couch and wake up with a blank kind of feeling in my head. Like I can't remember anything. I don't talk, can't think, don't wanna move, just want to sit there and wonder if I'm going to do pills ever again.
Turns out I did have a stroke, it was drug induced, meaning I took so many pills in such short time that I could have overdosed, but unlucky for me. I didn't die, so I'm still taking my chances and doing pills. So much for quitting.