#heroinod

[dougmeet]

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@candlewoodsuites @ihg #batonrouge @agjefflandry @brpdchiefpaul #Illegal #eviction #retaliation for recent #HeroinOd #death #tweet then #slumlord & #candlewoodsuites mngr assistant #shantay lied about an incident re. The illegal rate increase & told me to go to my room. I then tweeted the 24 hour barking dog 🐕, the parking lot burglaries & the homophobic cocaine freaks 65 + here on business who liked the n-word while getting a black guest to buy them 8 balls. Anyway, lying shAntay with approval from Corp & local Indian #slumlord decided to have Front Desk Mngr. Nicholas commit a felony by making a false police report which resulted in two out of control @batonrougepolice officers 👮‍♀️ pounding on door and ordering illegal (NO EVICT ORDER NO PRIOR COMPLAINT OR INCIDENT, fully paid never-late rent for 3 months), immediate (cops screaming 6 minutes to pack stuff or have it thrown away - Nicholas smiling & cops enter premises illegally (no threat to someone else or myself • roused from sleep • never contacted at all), watch every article being packed, resisting my request to take blood pressure meds. GM ON VACATION #joettekanter so Racist assistant gm & nicholas décidé with owner to get rid of the #whistleblowers via #eviction • place overflowing with drug dealers & prostitutes, they focus on the issue they want to hide. Should #ihg fail to respond it’s obvious what my response shall be. @aclu.louisiana @ladepthealth @225batonrouge @louisianatravel @usatourism_louisiana (at Candlewood Suites Baton Rouge - College Drive) https://www.instagram.com/p/B8xn4OrF5jT/?igshid=1n6ps0cd6hhhk

[dopesickmermaid]

This is Wes my best friend of 7 years. I have a couple posts about him. This has been the hardest week of my life. You never think something like this would happen to you, until it does. We've been through sooo many ups and downs together. From accidentally locking him out of the apartment while I'm drunkenly passed out so he's stuck on the max all night to crazy crack binges and me having to kick him out on the streets but it got his as clean (mostly). Last June he finally broke up with his piece of shit girlfriend and came to live with me but went on a week long crack binge and I had to kick him out which led him to move to Washington D.C where he got clean and got his first job since I've known him. He was still using twice a month maybe more. I was the only person he could tell this to without being judged. He ended up crashing his work car, losing his job and coming home. His first night home he came to my work and I jumped on him like a fly on shit. Who cares about all the horrible shit you've put me through or accused me of, you were home. We were basically inseparable. He spent 80% of his time with me. We were taking a lot of Xanax so I can't remember a lot of it but I remember the important parts. The part where he kissed me in public for the first time ever and when he stole me that hideous necklace I've grown to love so dearly. But on the morning of June 22 at 4am I woke up to roll over and cuddle him. He was sitting on the edge of the bed hunched over. He always nods off in the oddest positions so I didn't think anything of it until I saw his face. I freaked out, shaking I tried to feel for a pulse but I couldn't feel anything. Maybe I was shaking to badly. I shock him. Nothing. I remembered I had narcan in my lockbox so I ran and drew it up in a needle and stuck him with it. Nothing. I called 911. They told me to do CPR until the paramedics arrived. I did. Crying and screaming at the phone I begged "PLEASE HURRY. WHERE ARE THEY? I NEED THEM NOW. NOW" They arrived after 7 minutes of waiting. They narcaned him twice more. Still nothing. People say it's not my fault. Wes will do what Wes wants to do. But I still feel like it is. My parents say I'm so happy it wasn't you. But I'm not.

[thestickynoteninja92]

Goodbye Z

Death is something that never seems expected in my life, but still happens. I can’t quite wrap my head around the fact that Zafer is gone. I remember growing up with him and his family. I’ve known him since he was 2 and now he will never be older than 19. His family built our community, they’re more like extended family than neighbors. It is so horrible to lose a child, and no parent should ever have to bury their child like that. I wish I could be home for this. The entire town is in mourning. I’m not really sure what to do. 

[a-little-bit-of-hope]

ER Story #5: Gun in the ED

One day we had a run bringing in a heroin overdose. This patient was found on the ground, passed out. After receiving Narcan, the patient woke up and was completely alert. The patient was accompanied by the paramedics and police. When we went to talk to him, the patient was requesting to leave AGAINST MEDICAL ADVICE because he has used heroin in the past, and he just “fell asleep.” We talked to him, saying that he wanted him to stay for observation, for when the Narcan wears off. He agreed, albeit a little reluctant. We sent in one of the our EMTs to perform an EKG against him. When the EMT lifted the patient’s shirt to place the stickers, he found a pistol tucked into the patient’s waistband. Needless to say, he was extremely shocked and asked the patient if he could take it because having a gun was not allowed in the ED. Luckily, this patient was still so high that he said, “Yeah man, go for it.” The biggest shock of this was... HOW DID THE POLICE MISS THIS?! DID THEY NOT CHECK THE PATIENT BEFORE BRINGING HIM INTO THE ED??

Continuing with my story, while seeing another patient, there was a crash and some yelling. Apparently, the patient had sprinted out of the ED and knocked over security guards. He was picked up 20 minutes later by the police who found him, because he was still wearing his hospital gown.