posted on Jan, 9 2013 @ 12:48 PM
You know it's a funny thing, my friend had gotten so dinged out on opiates and every other med he was taking, that one evening he just wacked out.
They took him to Loma Linda ER and were trying to admit him. His wife was there along with his daughter, everybody frantic because he was at the point
of talking alphabet soup. There was no meaningful conversation to be had with him. He was a gonners. The daughter called me, I was living about 12
miles away and made my way down to the ER as fast as I could and met the wife and daughter outside. He was strapped in a wheelchair in the lobby
completely incoherent. The daughter filled me in as to what had transpired and we went into the lobby. Now him and I had grown up together and had
been best friends for about 20 years or so, so I knew and shared every thought, joke and life experience with him, we could finish each others
sentences, we were close, you get the picture.
I observed him from a few feet away while his wife and daughter and the MA's and such were trying to get any kind of intelligible response from him,
and it appeared futile. After a moments thinking I told them to let me have at it, and they agreed. So I got in front of him, not sure he could see me
or not, and calmly said to him "we don't need no stinking............ and I left off the 'Badges' part, (from an old Bogart movie) Immediately he
responded with 'Badges' to finish the sentence. At that point he became lucid and sort of snapped out of his completely distant world and looked at
me. After a few minutes he became aware, and over about the next couple hours he came out of his fog/stupor. I remained there well into the morning
hours, and about sunrise they released him to his wife and I went home. I offered to stay with him, but his wife figured she could cope and handle it
from that point on.
It's funny how that one phrase, something familiar, could bring him back, but that was the only thing I could think of that I thought could unify our
spirits, and I could guide him back to reality.
FM is certainly a complex ailment, and even up until 04-05 was not well understood, but I believe inroads are being made as of late, and it being
addressed as a 'Real' ailment/disease. Just thought I'd share that bit with you.