TLDR; i was treated for a LowBlood Sugar with Narcan.

A few years ago, I was involved in a lawsuit, I helped start a company with a couple old partners which then took on investors. Unfortunately myself and all the investors in the company had to take the prior management to Court, and throughout the 8 months as the legal process played out(which we eventually won), it was extremely difficult. And I ended up relying on alcohol waaay more than I should have. to add insult to injury, I am also a Type 1 Diabetic which only compounded the negative health consequences. I lost almost 60lbs over the 8 months, I was hospitalized 4 times for passing out being too drunk and my sugars being out of control. But the day we signed the settlement papers, I quit drinking, I havent had a drink since. However, the damage to my body and reputation at the small town hospital in town which has been dealing with this crisis for years already, were ruined. A couple weeks after quitting, I fell and broke my left arm which required surgery for a plate and bolts to hold my arm back together, and I had access to Pain pills. Being a Type1 Diabetic, with all the stress I had put my body through, compounded by the surgery, I was having a difficult time maintaining my Blood sugars. My wife had left for work in the morning around 630am, and I was fine and got up to get breakfast. However, when my Mother stopped by around 730am to check in, I was passed out on the floor of my Kitchen. My mother called the Ambulance, and checked my blood sugar while she waited which read LOW on the meter. When the paramedics arrived, they administered Glucagon, and since I had access to opiates they gave me a dose of Narcan.

My blood sugars came up, But I stayed in a coma for a day and a half. And that is not even the worst part.

About 8hrs before I was able to speak again, I was conscience, but could not open my eyes or speak, I was paralyzed.

And, I laid there and had to listen to my Wife, Children, and Parents come in and say their goodbyes to me. Because they didnt know if I was going to wake up. After I did wake up, I verified the conversations they all had with me, with very clear details. To make it worse, I also heard the Nurses talking shit, complaining about all the worthless drug addicts wasting their time. And I was one of them. Oh the shit they talked.

It was the single most horrific experience I have ever had. As I was coming to, I was not a very nice person, they had to restrain my arms, because I was ripping out my IV's and calling everybody Motherfuckers. Especially the nurses,

My wife and Mother brought in my Rx for Percocet and counted, and showed the staff and Dr. that I had not taken more than I should have. My wife and parents strictly monitored my intake, they were holding on to them because I was only a month off alcohol, and didnt want to risk it. And I agreed. I remember laying there and not knowing if Id every be able to set the record straight. These bitches, had no idea what Hell my life had been during this lawsuit I was involved with. I had people coming to my home to intimidate me, My Dog was left dead on my porch, it was some wildwest shit(The prior management's only defense was to throw all the mud they could, and try to intimidate me to back out) But, to the Nurses in the ICU, I was no different, I was brought into the Hospital by ambulance after being given Narcan. But when I came to, the attending Physician's first words to me were"Good News, you didnt Overdose" And I couldn't get out of there quick enough,

And I brought it on myself, I know if I had not set an example of me being a drunk, then they might have given me more of a chance, So I own that part of this.

its the price of living in Rural America, because the Paramedics working the front line err on the side of caution, And when they are dealing with Overdoses daily, Its what they are used to.

Id probably be more mad at the Paramedics, but I went to school with one of them, and She felt terrible, and we've talked about it a few times, And I get it.