My step son overdosed on ecstasy. It might not have been an OD per se. He was a senior at SUNY Cortland as a math major. He and some school friends decided to go to a concert in Chicago during some time off at school. It was Halloween. They were dressed in costume for the concert. It was very hot at the venue and he was dehydrated. He passed out. He was just about dead when they got him to the hospital. In the ER, they sliced his chest open to massage his heart. While this was happening, hundreds of miles away in Rochester NY, I was speeding down the highway at 2 am with my wife to the airport. My wife is a nurse. On our way to the airport she got a call from the hospital saying she better hurry. When she got off the phone she looked at me shivering in tears and said that Michael is going to die. When my wife got to the hospital in Chicago, her son was dead. She demanded that she see her son when she arrived at the hospital. He was splayed wide open covered in blood. That's the last memory and vision she has of her first baby.
After this happened we wanted to know why this happened. Michael was a straight A student and was going to go to grad school in Chicago. He wanted to teach college level mathematics. The ecstasy community I reached out to ( yes, theres proponents of ecstasy) told me that people don't die from ecstasy. Ecstasy used to be prescribed to couples with marital problems years ago and never has anyone's death been attributed to ecstasy. When we finally got the death certificate in the mail, the cause of death was an overdose from MDMA.
I've never heard of anyone dying from pot. My niece tells me everyone in college does ecstasy. If you have young kids, try to find a way to talk to them about ecstasy. They all think its an okay drug because it used to be prescribed. I have a death certificate to prove that's not true. If that's not enough, I can take you to visit Michael.
