My best friend Eric was always skinny. I don't think he ever got over 175 lbs & he was the same height as me. And he drank like a fish. It was so bad he'd wake up in the middle of the night to take a leak & end up cracking open a beer & drinking it before going back to sleep.
He killed his pancreas. Eventually he quit drinking but it was too late.
He was put on a transplant list. I don't know why. Usually they don't put alcoholics on transplant lists. Maybe it was because he was so young. But his pancreas was totally dead & they removed it just to get it out of there & he was 100% diabetic. They sent him home the next day. Two days later he passed out & fell down the stairs at his parents house & ripped out all the internal stitches & he died a few hours later. I got the call from his brother at 5:30 AM on March 1st, 2010. I was backed into a grocery warehouse dock in New Stanton, PA. My next drop was Ft. Meyer near Washington DC but they had me switch with a guy who had a load to Indianapolis & then I deadheaded home from there. I took 2 weeks off, with the company truck parked at the house.
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I posted this pic on Facebook last week. Tonight his mom commented:
Eric recorded a cassette for me, it was a relaxation tape,
you get all comfy and listen as the words you hear hypnotize
you with a relaxing story and a babbling brook, birds
chirping, the sky is blue and your so comfortable. and
then BAM IN YOUR EARS Eric SCREAMING for 10 seconds
scaring the **** out of me when I'm so relaxed! Gdamit ****ed
me off~~~but I kept listening to every day to try and relax
Erics screaming every time in the middle of relaxation and
jumping out of my skin each time. It got to the point that even
though I was relaxed in the back of my mind I knew it was coming...