So he didn't listen as usual and snorted two of his time release opana er (extended release) and lied about it over and over but after his breathing reached 9 breaths per minute and his B/P was 79/33 I realized he was going to die and even tho I stood there and thought about letting it happen I called 911 instead, he refused a physch eval and was made to sigh papers that if this ever happens again he will go to the snake pit at county, I don't want him to go there I think that will make things worse so I want him to go to Los Angeles somewhere his medical group has privileges, will work on that tomorrow. Can't make house payment this month and getting water shut off tomorrow all cause he has been stealing money from the house hold (me and his doggies) missing work again tomorrow where some understand but some are really mad and treating me like some lazy irresponsible. DAYUM! anyway going to take a 10mg valium and try to forget all about it for a few hours and start all over tomorrow...................................................................
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