My Life & My Struggle: Could Be Your Motivation?

Dont worry I'll be back.

As Lea Ann made her way out to walk our dog Hershey a miniature pinsher. She came right back in the door as she had forgot to grab her something to drink. I had been shooting Grey Ghost (Morphine 100mgs) all day. And wouldn't stop until I got every last shot in.

She made her way back to the door as I started to have a complete seizure and died right in front of her eyes. Her being a CNA she instantly called 911 and began giving me CPR, trying to bring me back to life. Probably 4 minutes in I still wasn't breathing. 911 said "He's gone, give up". She responded "I can't".

From what I've heard CPR can be very exhausting. As the paramedics and cops made there way to the door of our house. I had briefly started breathing again right before. A loaded 9mm layed on my coffee table. Which I had grabbed and stuck in Lea Ann's chest. I don't remember anything after the seizure.

As the cops made there way into our house and drew there firearms on me, ready to shoot.

Lea Ann said "Dont shoot him I will get the gun from him"

She wrapped her arms around me as I had the pistol stuck directly in her chest saying "Dustin, give me the gun....Dustin, give me the gun" soon after I loosened my grip and gave her the firearm. I simply can't imagine if I had taken her life, right after she had just brought mine back to exsistance.

I sat on the red couch we had at the time with one of my fist balled up. A woman paramedic looked at me and said "Are you gunna hit me boy?". I took my fist and sat on it and turned my head and looked at her strange, just as a boxer dog would or any dog of that matter. From a human making a loud whistling screeching type noise.

Ofc. Ricky Lee, who was right beside the couch to my side. Looked down at me and said "Dustin, you need to go to the hospital" By now I was back and aware of what was going on surrounding me. I said "What you gonna do if I don't, whoop me?" ...Ricky chuckled and said "He's back"

It took somewhere around 5 minutes for me to come back to life. Thank You to Lea Ann. This is something I will never forget and is actually tattooed on my left arm around a 3 leaf clover in her hand writing it says "My Life was saved by an angel on July 22nd, 2008"

Still, to this day it is apparent to me how quickly my life could've changed or even ended at this point. There was a bullet loaded in the chamber, all I had to do was squeeze. For her to take the courage and chance she did, will never be over looked nor forgotten.

I hadn't overdosed either. My potassium level had dropped so low that I had, had a seizure and died. Thank god for the right people, being in the right place at the right time. If it had happened 30 seconds later, she would've been outside walking the dog. And I wouldn't be here writing this story for you.