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?
1 comment:
holy smokes, what an intense trip for you!! at least you did save that kid by getting him the help he needed. you never know how things ended up for him.
love you!
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