Yesterday on my way to a meeting with my crazy horrible manager I stopped to get a sandwich from Subway. I had 1 hour and I was about 30 min from the office. I pull into the parking lot and get out of my car and kind of chuckle at the guy in the truck next to me because he looks sound asleep. I walk past his truck and realize it is running and I think..something is not quite right here. So I go back and his window. It is down so I ask if he is ok….no response. I poke him in the shoulder and ask louder, “Are you ok?” Nothing so I shake him hard just like the cpr video’s right and yell, “HEY ARE YOU OK?” He doesn’t stir. I then notice a syringe that looks like an insulin syringe and I think crap diabetic coma. I call 911 and move my car when they come and they are getting my info when another cop pulls a spoon with residue in it out of the truck. I was so bummed. Here I was thinking I was saving this kid (about 24 yrs old) (that is still a kid to me) from diabetic coma but no…just a heroine addict. After getting my sandwich and going back to my car and now having to drive and eat at the same time, I was thinking about it and realized this kid had his truck running and was shooting up heroine so I guess it was still a good thing because he was obviously planning on driving after he shot up.
And just as a side note I think my meeting with my crazy manager went well. Thanks for the prayers and Curt’s wonderful blessing.
Okay so then today I stopped at the grocery store to get some stuff and get back to my car and my keys are missing. I search the store and my purse cannot find them anywhere. Walk home with my groceries…exercise right? Get my other keys walk back and get my car then get a call that they found my keys. Yahoo. It has been the weirdest week. I wonder what is next?
