1. Get her dressed. The last thing you want to do is explain why the girl in your expensive room has no pants on.
2. Put the drugs away. If I can’t convince you not to do them, at least hide them before I get there.
3. Remember her name. Awkward when I ask you what her name is and you blank. Good thing she’s higher than the Hubble or else you’d be in trouble.
And now a list for strippers who do cocaine with strangers.
1. Keep your pants on. If it’s consensual, who am I to judge? But in your condition, you’d consent to synchronized cardioversion.
2. Stay off the drugs. If you absolutely, positively, gosh darn HAVE to do drugs, pick one. Don’t do cocaine, decide you don’t like it and get drunk, then take ecstacy and smoke a joint.
3. Be honest with me when I get there. If I ask you what you do, if you goto school or work, don’t say you’re a “dancer.” When I ask what show you dance in, don’t say “12:30 to 5 AM.”
4. Don’t ask me if you “OD’d,” no, there is no “dose” of this stuff, everything is over what your body needs to survive. Your heart is beating out of your chest because that is what cocaine does.
And finally, a note to the other rescuers I encountered at the scene.
(edit-Apparently blogger.com didn’t like what I said.)
Thank you to my colleagues for not making this into what it could have been. You got her calmed, got her pants on and relayed a great report in a strange situation. Well done.