"So, you know the drill," the EMT tells me, sometime before he hands over the tube of charcoal, referring to my suicide attempt back in 2008.
The first line of defense in the world of OD's is, of course, charcoal, but if you've ever tasted it--you'll never forget it.
I managed to get down half of the tube before I started vomiting.
"Let's see if you can get down the rest in the next two blocks," the EMT encouraged me as we were almost to the hospital. "It's either this or they will put a tube in your stomach."
I couldn't finish it.
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