Words from Eminem

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I remember I got the methadone from somebody I’d gone to looking for Vicodin. This person said, “These are just like Vicodin, and they’re easier on your liver.” I thought, “It looks like Vicodin, it’s shaped like Vicodin — fuck it.” I remember taking one in the car on the way home, and thinking, “Oh, this is great.” Just that rush. I went through them in a couple of days, then went back and got more. But I got a lot more.

My whole month of December leading up to [the overdose], I don’t remember shit. All I remember is I was not able to get out of bed. At some point — I don’t know if it was the middle of the day, I don’t know if it was nighttime — I got up to use the bathroom. I was standing there, trying to take a piss, and I fell. I hit the floor hard. I got back up, tried again — and boom, I fell again. And that time I couldn’t get up.

I’ve never really talked about it with anyone in detail, because I don’t want to know. They say I made it back to the bed somehow. I don’t remember that. All I remember was hitting the bathroom floor and waking up in the hospital. The first thing I remember [when I woke] is trying to move, and I couldn’t. It’s like I was paralyzed — tubes in me and shit. I couldn’t speak. The doctors told me I’d done the equivalent of four bags of heroin. They said I was about two hours from dying. I think I’d been out for two days, and when I woke up, I didn’t realize it was Christmas. So the first thing I wanted to do was call my kids. I wanted to get home, and show them that Dad’s OK.