Well I don't know where to start My son had a relapse saturday night and it nearly cost him his life. It was 108 days not using and he was out w friends they went to some girls house and she had heard storys about him and didnt want him there so he left and I guess that was his trigger because he felt bad about himself and went alone to hunt down an old aquantice so that is what he did he got some fucking heroin came home went up to his room and snorted it. When he came in he hadn't used it yet and he was fine so obviously I thought ok hes home safe I can go to bed which I did about 1/2 hour later I was thinking about him as I lay in bed and I just starting crying uncontrollably so I got up to get a tissue and went to peek in on him I opened his door he's not in his bed so I looked over to his couch and there he is slumped over and making a terrible noise i ran over and started yelling his name and propping him up his lips were blue and he wouldn't respond I started to shake him and scream his name I pryed open his eyes and they were rolled up in his head w constricted pupils I screamed to my husband call 911 he did they got here fast and gave him naproxolene I think its called and they put him on the floor and started to rescitate him my 2 daughters had to wake up to 5 cops in their house and their brother being wheeled ot on a stretcher my husband stayed home w the girls and i went to the hospital they kept him all night in critical care w me sitting by his side praying to god and thenking God for sparing him yet again The thing is I don't think he has 2 many chances left and i can't believe how close this one was when we came home yesterday my son went upstairs and saw the aftermath on his bed the discarded gloves the air thing they used to pump air back into his lifeless body and it was very upsetting to him he told me he thought I was making it sound worse to him then it really was to scare him and I asked him if he remembered the cops giving him tough love and saying to him you better thank your family for finding you on time and then you better thank us for getting here so fast he did remember but the thing is he can never forget. I wanted so badly to believe that he was not going to relapse but that wasn't to be. So I have learned again and I am soooooooooo grateful to God and whatever Angel he has watching over him because he really shouldn't be here right now. So friends as always I ask for your prayers for him and our family that he finds his way and we can go back to our "normal" life. I love you guys PLEASE don't let your guards down! Dee