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Old March 16th, 2013, 03:36
Amie Amie is offline
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Default Jeremy.

Where do I even begin..... Well, the beginning.
I am Amie, when I was born I had a friend that was already selected by nature to be my best friend, teach me unforgettable lessons, and help every step of my way. His name is Jeremy, and he is my big brother. We have always been very close. I am now 23, and confused with life. He was 25 when he died, just weeks before his birthday. Well, the history of his life, my life, and our family is quite deep and painful. Jeremy joined the army when he was 18, and served two years, even went to Iraq, before returning home with his honorable discharge. Upon his arrival home, he was diagnosed with paranoid schizophrenia. I hate the stigma, and assumptions that go through others' mind when they hear of this disease. He had such a hard time. He spent the following six+ years taking anti-psychosis medications and relapsing his pills, going through an inner hell on a daily basis.
He had been in and out of psychiatric wards a few handfull of times. He eventually started drinking heavily, and majority of the time did not take his medication. For the past two+ years he would drink roughly 18 beers a day. He would walk around the city, sometimes pass out in bushes, and wake up in the hospital hours later or even the next day absolutely confused why he is there. People have called the police on him because he would be wandering while drunk. One time he was walking barefoot, went into a 7-11, and told the clerk to call the police on him because he was losing his mind.
This was after a several day drug binge.
You see, though, Jeremy is (was) the most innocent, intelligent, wise, witty, goofy guy I have ever known. Schizophrenia or not, the disease did not take him away. It just became a part of him. It tormented him, and he was desperate to not feel the way he did, therefore began binging with drugs. For years he would find cocaine from someone, and binge for about a week straight, and then not touch it again for 6+ months. One of his most recent cocaine binges resulted in him desperately wanting to live in a sober living home to help himself get cleaned up. Unfortunately, while there, he met a man named Erik. Or should I say boy. Erik was there for heroin. Eventually they began getting motel rooms in DTLA, and Jeremy was smoking heroin while Erik shot it up. This was about a year and a half before Jeremy would chase the dragon for the final time.
Well, my details are feeling scatterbrained as I think I am still in total shock. All I know is Jeremy got really sick. It was a Thursday and his illness just began. My dad called me to tell me about his symptoms. That Saturday I drove over there (we live 45 min away from eachother) and visited.
Jeremy was so sick that he could not walk, could hardly talk, and was crying with frustration and didn't understand what was happening to him. He hated hospitals so refused to let anyone take him, until I convinced him something is seriously wrong. There were buckets in his room that he had been vomiting in and peeing in, as he could NOT walk. He was perfectly healthy before. On Sunday at 9 AM my dad took him to the emergency room. I stayed home and cleaned his whole room, his bedding, vomit, everything.. so when he got back home it would be comfortable for him. While cleaning his room I found roughly 20 balloons of heroin- black tar- 9 of them had been used and 11 of them were untouched. I flushed all of it down the toilet.
I also left a note on his desk saying I loved him, and I am sorry if he feel I invaded his privacy by cleaning his room, I just wanted him to feel comfortable.
I left the house before he came back with my dad, because I thought he was going to be mad about the heroin.
Two days later, it is now Tuesday morning, I am at work eating a subway sandwich on my lunch break. I just so happened to already be on the phone with my mom, and my dad called her on the other line. We both immediately knew something was wrong with Jeremy, as my dad never calls her. Especially that early. She called me back, wouldn't tell me what was happening, and just said we need to get to the hospital.
My dad found Jeremy dead early Tuesday morning, in his room, sitting in the same position and place where he had seen him the night before. He touched his skin and it still felt warm, so he called the ambulance. They told my dad to perform CPR until they arrived-- somehow, by some freak of nature, they were able to bring him back to life. When I arrived to the hospital Jeremy had only been there for an hour, and the doctors said he already coded 4 times but they finally have him stable.
Eventually we discovered both of his kidneys had failed, and that he will need a dialysis of his blood will just poison his body to death. At this point I was standing beside him, in shock, watching all of the tubes. He was on 100% life support. I went home that night, after the doctors did the dialysis, and told me his potassium levels were back to normal. I felt like everything might be okay.
Well the next day, I woke up and went back to the hospital, and immediately there was a whole team in the serenity room wanting to speak about his condition, and our options as his family. My mom, dad, and I sat there as we were told Jeremy is 100% brain dead, and there is absolutely no chance of him ever coming back. For some reason they were not able to take him off life support until the next day, so we scheduled the time to be at 4 PM. We all got to have a personal last moment with him, I got to tell him all of the non-thoughts I was having. I literally had no thoughts. I was in shock. I just layed on him in silence, kissed his eyelids, smelled him for the last time, and told him how much I loved him and how I'm not sure how to be an Amie without a Jeremy.
And that part still holds true, I do not know what to do. I've lost pretty much all my friends, as a result of pushing them away, as none of them understand whatsoever the immense pain that is now my world.
Anyway, heroin took my brothers life. On Wednesday, the day before he became very sick, he got some heroin from a friend of Erik's. He binged with that heroin, smoking all 9 balloons that night. Thursday he immediately got extremely sick from whatever the adulterant was that the heroin was cut with. It took 11 days in total to kill my brother. And I......... I lost. I know this is happening, but somehow still have a hard time accepting that it has happened.
-- it has been three months, now.--
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Old March 16th, 2013, 11:41
hazelharris hazelharris is offline
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hi amie i am so sorry for your loss its hard to find words to say with such a tragic story It seems Jeremys problems started when he left the army i wish they had given him the support he seems to have needed but perhaps he didn't tell them he was having problems life is full of if onlys isn't it and if only he had reached out to them he may have got the help early on and not gone down that slippery road to drug hell
i hear a lot of people saying shouldn't have started them in the first place but there are thousands of different reasons why who are we to question what is going on in someone elses mind that starts them on this hell im sure jeremy wouldn't have thought he would have finished up like he did its all a quick fix at the time to feel happy as their life is lacking something and they can't cope with their own reality
when you feeling more able to cope turn this tragedy into something positive if you can telling the story of your brother how easily it was to go from simply feeling depressed over an illness to the drugs every life you help with his story to stop them going the same way will give jeremys life more meaning the thread of love that binds us between heaven and earth is never broken when you are able to help someone it will be from you and jeremy
whatever you do don't go taking on any guilt that this happened you love him did the best you could were there for him when he asked for your help even when he didn't you were there i hope as you come to terms with your loss you will just remember him for the good times the wonderful memories you have and shared talk of the good times with your family and together i hope you can get comfort in your grief
love hazelx

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Old March 19th, 2013, 05:18
tom-fisherman tom-fisherman is offline
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Shalom in Yeshua Amie, and welcome to the forum. I am so sorry to hear what happened to Jeremy and the effect is has had on you. Know that I have already said a prayer for you and your family to be comforted.

Your story reminds us of just how vulnerable we all are and how war destroys and damages lives. Whatever Jeremy experienced in Iraq was the cause of his pain and desire to loose himself in drink and drugs, something the military should be more inclined to identity and provide help and support with.

Jeremy was a victim and you should see him as such. He is no more responsible for what happened to himself than you are, so please dont feel guilty as this wont help you. Celebrate the big brother you had, the hero who gave himself for the rest of us. This is the way.

I have suggested to many on the forum to speak to their loved ones as they can hear us when we talk to them. Even if you have no belief in life after life it is good therapy so please try it. Talk to him and talk about him to your family and friends this also helps. Forget the last troublesome years of his life and focus on the happy time you shared before he went away.

It is important to talk and share your feelings. Share them here. We will listen and offer words of comfort as we have all been where you are now having lost loved ones. Dont be afraid to speak as this forum is completely anonymous.

May God bless you
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Old June 5th, 2013, 17:15
heavenlygirl heavenlygirl is offline
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I too am incredibly close to my brother and the thought of losing him - I can't begin to imagine. ((hugs)) to you, honey, and wishing you some peace!
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