OxyContin Awareness


Name:Jess Email:[email protected] Type:Death Story Date:12/7/2002	Well. I don't have a whole lot to really say besides the fact that i'm sixteen years old. And I just recently lost someone I loved dearly to Oxycontin. I never had any idea that it was that serious of a drug. My friend Amanda was seventeen years old. I miss her dearly. Conclusion: I hate Oxycontin. Everytime I hear the name of it it makes me sick. RIP AMANDA.

Name:Doug Woodall Email:[email protected] Type:Death Story Date:12/4/2002	My Wife died in her sleep of a Accidental overdose of Oxycontin on Nov 19 , 2000. She was taking this Drug for Migraines. I sure would like to sue the Drug Company and the Docs that pushed this Drug. Missing Her

Name:Tiffany Email:[email protected] Type:Death Story Date:12/2/2002	My fiancee, Tomas Rodriguez, aka Chico, was only 23 when he died on May 13, 2002 of an oxycontin overdose. On Mother's Day May 12, 2002 he had left me to take a nap and he went to "run erands" He came home around 11pm and said he didn't feel good and was rubbing his belly. I asked him if he had been drinking. He said "no baby, I think I am getting sick" Then he took a shower and I asked where my mother's day card was. He made me one and put it next to my side of our bed. I was really tired and I asked if I could read it the next day, he said "whatever you want baby," then he said I love you, and I am so thankful that I said I love you too. Because those were the last words we ever said to each other, and the last words he ever said. I got up at five in the morning because our baby was crying. I took his arm off me and went to give the baby a bottle. When I got back he was kind of on my side of the bed. I moved him over and he didn't really move. So I turned on the light and his lips were blue. I hadn't realized until then that the bed was all wet, his bladder had released. I screamed at him to wake up and immediately called 911. But it was too late. He had stopped breathing probably right after we went to sleep. I didn't even know how he died. Since I had no idea he took pills or any drugs. His friends filled me in AFTER he was dead. He took Xanax on a regular basis for his stress and anxiety. Self prescribed of course. The night he died he took 6 oxy's. He thought he could handle them because he took Xanax so much. HE TOOK 6!!!!! I don't know why, he knew they were bad. We watched shows about them together. His friends also filled me on the night of his death. The guy who sold him the pills supposedly warned him to take it easy with them. What a nice drug dealer. So caring. He killed my fiancee. Chico left behind a newborn baby, little Tomas. He was only 2 and 1/2 months old when his father died. My daughter was almost 3 when it happened and that was the only "Daddy" she ever knew. She still asks for him. The day he died was the worst day of my life. And then the following day was even worse, when I found out why he died. I couldn't sleep for months and I still have visions of his body. I had to move out of the house we lived in because I couldn't handle being there where he died. He was the my love and I will always miss him. I am alone now and have to raise two kids by myself. I have to explain to them one day, how Daddy died. And as for the Mother's Day card he made me, it said I had the key to his heart and that he was so glad we were going to spend the rest of our lives together. And to Arlo and DJ - all I will ever have to say to you is that Karma is a powerful thing and I believe it will come back to haunt you.

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