Hello all, I am an x Steady Health participant from a few years ago. I originally joined in 05 and was pretty active, enough to make it to Moderator. Circumstances didn't allow me to devote much time to the site, so I quit. That was my little introduction.
May 14, 2015 changed my life forever more. My beautiful daughter Jodie died, she had just turned 37, 10 days before. She over medicated on prescription pills, some legally prescribed, some bought from "whomever"..... She said goodnight to her 3 amazing boys, 17, 15 and the baby just 7. She went to her room, showered, washed her hair, climbed into bed with a wine cooler, took a bunch of pills....and never woke up. Her fiance found her when he got home from work at midnight. Estimated time of death was between 10:45 and midnight. He tried to revive her, paramedics were called, they tried everything to get her back but she was gone. My oldest grandson saw what was happening, the younger two slept thru it. My phone rang at 2 a.m....the next full week was a blur. I remember kissing her white coffin leaving my lipstick on it, my heart just broke. These last 9 months have been torture. Endless phone calls, tons of questions, sleepless nights and feeling my health slipping.
I post this because I want people to read it. If you take prescription meds, legal or otherwise, please read this post carefully. My daughter that she was a super hero, she thought she was invincible, she was defiant, she was tough, she was mouthy and moody, she would go toe to toe with anybody. She defied death. Today she is dead because of her defiance. She thought she could take these drugs and be fine, it didn't work that way. Autopsy report concluded.... Accidental Overdose, Drug Intoxication. Xanax, Prozac, Oxy's, Dilaudid, Ethanol and OTC antihistamines were found in her blood and her stomach bile. She had enough Dilaudid in her system that would take a 300 pound man down to his knees. Now we are left to cry and grieve her loss, everyday. Now I no longer have lunch with her, no more silly phone calls, no more asking me for the same recipe 50 times, no more borrowing my shoes and cloths, nothing but sadness. I don't visit her at her house anymore, I visit my beautiful girl in the cemetery. Her address is 47 South, lot 29.
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