Reg overdoses on a Flight to Halifax, Nova Scotia

Editors note:  This was the first of a few overdoses that reggie experienced over the years ...

I took about 3 grams (of heroin) out of the bag for (immediate) personal use and packed up the rest and mailed it back home.  I had driven to the airport in Halifax so I had to fly back there to get the truck.  As soon as I got on the plane I went to the bathroom and snorted a big line.  I thought it would feel good to be high when we took/lifted off.  I was flying in First also. 

After I sat down, I don’t remember anything until I woke up with an oxygen mask on my face and all the crew standing around me.  They told me that I had turned blue and they thought I was dying.

We were just about to land in Halifax and they called for an ambulance to meet us.  I panicked and ran to the washroom.  In there, I shoved the bag of heroin up my arse, forgetting that heroin makes you constipated and worrying that I was going to get busted. After I came out of the bathroom, I told them that I had taken some Gravol for my stomach and had drank a few beer at the airport.  This could possibly explain me blacking out.  They bought my story and cancelled the ambulance.  What a relief.  But I decided that I wasn’t in a very good condition to drive so I took a cab into Halifax and got a hotel.  Of course the heroin had made me constipated and I couldn’t get the bag out.  I paced back and forth for three days worrying that it was going to burst open and kill me.  But I was too scared of getting busted to get some help.  When I finally worked it out (the bag), I stayed for another 3 days until it was all gone.  But when I did get home, my package was waiting for me.  And my wife was in a bad mood.  I didn’t even try and explain where I was.  I just said, “don’t ask me”, and she didn’t.  That why I liked her so much.  I also had something to do with why she left me, no doubt.  But I didn’t care about anything.  I had the package.