Been there, done that, do not want to do it again!
[QUOTE=MyDarkSide;3218099]Add to the kit; party hat, wipes, mints and now narcan LOL. In practice, use of narcan by untrained people may cause even more damage. It will certainly piss them off as you kill their high.
I doubt there is much anyone here can do. Even loving family members are virtually helpless. There could be a law (or better visibility if one does exist) protecting anyone from making an emergency call.
Fearful question; Ask yourself what you would do if suddenly finding yourself, in the middle of a visit, with one clearly buzzed and barely conscious. Leave? Make a 911 call? Things could get very very ugly.[/QUOTE]Christmas Day 2015 I found myself with a well-known provider when her holiday depression medication kicked in with a vengeance. She was fucked up when I got there but was incoherent & semi-conscious within 20 minutes of my arrival. Her sister & some dude (sister's boyfriend, DB, something) were in another part of the house & I was pretty sure they were partying pretty hard themselves, so they were not much help. I was there a long, long time that day, propping her up, talking to her, checking her vitals & generally doing everything I could do to keep her from lapsing into unconsciousness. I really did not want to call 911 but was prepared to do so if she completely passed out.
Finally, after what seemed like forever, she came around enough for me to take my leave. She was still trashed as hell but had regained enough awareness to become emotionally distraught over the drama she had created, which no amount of reassurance on my part appeared to ameliorate. As I hurried from her house, I heard the three of them yelling at each other inside. I jumped in my truck & started to back out when suddenly there this guy was running towards my vehicle & reaching out towards my driver side door handle.
This was the most terrifying part of the whole ordeal & it all happened at once. For a split second I thought I was being robbed. Since he was almost to my window, I rolled it down with the power button while scanning for a gun, which I did not see, which was a huge relief, because I already had the business end of my own weapon pointed at him. Not sure whether he saw the firearm or the don't-fuck-with-me look on my face but he started stammering "She wants to talk to you, man" & backtracking towards the house. I said, "I really got to go, man, tell her I'll talk to her later. ".
I did talk to her later & she made a real effort to make it all up to me. But it still stands as the thing I least want to repeat.
Much more easier to get than it use to be
[QUOTE=JaxDog;3217894]If what I'm reading on line is correct, Noloxone (Narcan), is available in the state of Florida over the counter without a prescription at Walgreens! JD.[/QUOTE]It can be purchased as an autoinjector or intranasal version of naloxone through their pharmacists if the pharmacy receives a so-called blanket "standing order" from a doctor. At least this is from one source.
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Screwed up a dream on Blanding
So I asked about this one a few days ago, I finally set something up to see her today. She told me about where she was. It was near a neighborhood off Blanding that I don't want to go near because one of my wife's good friends lives there and I just knew she would see my vehicle. When I asked her what the neighborhood name was, she went comms dark, I must have spooked her. Oh well, good luck to the rest of you. Number is 904-xxx-2439.
Damn TB, that's a great story!
[QUOTE=TallBear;3218193]Christmas Day 2015 I found myself with a well-known provider when her holiday depression medication kicked in with a vengeance. She was fucked up when I got there but was incoherent & semi-conscious within 20 minutes of my arrival. Her sister & some dude (sister's boyfriend, DB, something) were in another part of the house & I was pretty sure they were partying pretty hard themselves, so they were not much help. I was there a long, long time that day, propping her up, talking to her, checking her vitals & generally doing everything I could do to keep her from lapsing into unconsciousness. I really did not want to call 911 but was prepared to do so if she completely passed out.
Finally, after what seemed like forever, she came around enough for me to take my leave. She was still trashed as hell but had regained enough awareness to become emotionally distraught over the drama she had created, which no amount of reassurance on my part appeared to ameliorate. As I hurried from her house, I heard the three of them yelling at each other inside. I jumped in my truck & started to back out when suddenly there this guy was running towards my vehicle & reaching out towards my driver side door handle.
This was the most terrifying part of the whole ordeal & it all happened at once. For a split second I thought I was being robbed. Since he was almost to my window, I rolled it down with the power button while scanning for a gun, which I did not see, which was a huge relief, because I already had the business end of my own weapon pointed at him. Not sure whether he saw the firearm or the don't-fuck-with-me look on my face but he started stammering "She wants to talk to you, man" & backtracking towards the house. I said, "I really got to go, man, tell her I'll talk to her later. ".
I did talk to her later & she made a real effort to make it all up to me. But it still stands as the thing I least want to repeat.[/QUOTE]If I can offer one suggestion for those of us who might see a girl at a motel. If she's not too far gone, perhaps we can call the motel front desk and alert them to the situation. Then it's on them to call 911 or go assess the situation since they do have a key. The desk clerk might even have to call JSO first. Well, anyway, she might be pissed with you but at least she'll be alive. I don't know. I never thought I'd be having this kind of conversation!
You just made me feel better about my actions
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I get a text at 6:50 am asking me to come help take her to a motel on Airport Rd. I'm headed to Jax so I said what the hell. She told me that she had to be out by 10:00 am. I get there about 10;15 and notice 6 JSO cars out front of the apts. I met up with her and then the script changes and she wants me to move some of it to another apt. I agreed. I did it right after the police told her to never show up on the property again or she will go to jail. Then her and her doubles partner decide they wanted to stop at the store. One goes in the store and the other goes in a car parked a few places over. She told me she got some pharmaceuticals, later to find out, it's boy. Take her and her partner to motel on Airport Rd, got the requirements and wanted me to use my card as a deposit. NO way! The doubles partner says go to Walmart and she will put money on a prepaid Visa. We get there, she hops out and goes in and I ask what's taking so long and supposedly I was supposed to give $100 to move her stuff and take her to the airport. I have her take her stuff out of the van and she had all her stuff in 3 carts sitting at Walmart. She texted me after she left andtold me she was on powder and rock too. It's a damn shame, she used to be a pretty good one.[/QUOTE]I saw this girl once about 6-8 months ago when she was in the apartments near the zoo. Nice gal and apartment was pretty clean actually. She was lucid and the session wasn't too bad. I never went back but would get text messages from her from time to time but somehow, I never made it back there. However, for the last month or so, I'd schedule an appt to see her but while making that appt, I would be making 1-2 other appts. It so happens that once it came down to the final decision, I always chose the other provider. I guess one reason for this is because she had sent me updated pix and she had loss quite a bit of weight. I can't say it looked too good on her but her transformation made me nervous. Anyway so based on your review, she's taken an obvious turn for the worse! I guess she got kicked out of her place to boot. I'm glad I never went back. Sounds like she's up to the ole hooker shenanigans!
