I was in a dilemma. It was a Sunday night during the holiday season. xnx I knew she was awake. For being a coke head she still had a pretty healthy looking body. She was in her mid-twenties, about five and half feet tall with piercing blue eyes and blond hair. She was out cold. My story begins at a psychiatric/substance abuse facility where I had worked as a nurse for the past few years. That night I only had about 10 which was typical for the holiday season. That was all the encouragement I needed to push me over the edge. I knocked on the door but got no response. I decided that if I was going to do this it would be a better idea to take her to the assessment room, that way if by chance someone came on the unit it would
