This dude looked like a halloween decoration at first. I’m glad he’s out of it and doing better. Literally, a different/new person
I took a friend to rehab. She threw up blood in my car and spit at me. Called from rehab and asked me to sneak in Vodka. 10/10 Would do again.
Late 90's, I worked with a guy at a hospice facility in Seattle. He was so cool, sweet and kind. Didn't give two fucks about how anyone lived or identified. He would go to gay bars with me and try to hook me up. He transferred to the main hospital, and a few years after that, I started driving for public transit. A few more years go by, maybe 7 in total since that last time I saw him, and I'm at the end of my route, way out at the end of the line in Kenmore. I check the bus to deadhead back to downtown Seattle (sign says "out of service") and I walk to the back of the bus and there's a guy basically folded in half. He was still seated, but his head was almost touching the floor. I thought he was dead. I lifted him up and my heart sank, it was my former workmate, but a skeleton. He had a needle in his arm. We didn't have cell phones back then, so I had to radio base and they sent out an ambulance. I sat with him and cried by fucking eyes out. He came too a little bit, looked me dead in the eyes, and managed a weak smile, showing a mouthful of black rotten teeth. It looked so painful. The only thing he said was "Can I borrow a couple bucks? I have to catch a bus". It wasn't long after that that I started reading articles in Seattle papers about how heroin was making a huge comeback, and turning into a major problem.
I don't know what happened to him, but I think about him often. Hope you're doing okay M. Garcia. You had the most amazing hair.
Wow, he looked like hell when she found him. She most definitely saved his life. Love it!
these posts make me happy, I wish we all tried to be there for one another
I'm Kenyan and having done work with heroin addicts here for a few years, this story made me shed a tear. I remember having a conversation with one of my workmates one day about how our work had absolutely transformed her from a stuck up girl to a compassionate human. I remember her remarking "one thing my job has taught me is that even behind the filthiest street dweller is a human being if you have the compassion to see it" Boy was she right!
I really was thinking he was holding a millennium falcon model and not a hub cap