West Virginia Episcopal bishop encourages naloxone supply

CHARLESTON, W.Va. (AP) - The bishop of West Virginia's Episcopal Church is encouraging congregations to carry the opioid overdose-reversing drug naloxone.

The Charleston Gazette-Mail reports the Rev. W. Michie Klusmeyer made the request at the West Virginia Episcopal diocese's annual convention in Charleston last weekend.

Klusmeyer says naloxone should be available not only to members of the surrounding neighborhood who might overdose, but to church members who might have substance abuse problems.

Ya mean like the Baptist Preacher in AR that spewed if you drink a beer then you will burn in Hell.

One day the Fire Department goes to his house, puts out the fire and find the source was the STILL IN THE BASEMENT...

He’s no longer the Preacher at that Church.

Sorry, my links to the references wasn’t posted.

Here is one of the best. The BMJ’s emergency medicine:

Naloxone in opioid poisoning: walking the tightrope

http://emj.bmj.com/content/22/9/612

I think that there are over 185 fairly good studies explaining how potentially dangerous it is to use this drug even in ER settings and post surgery.

Then, if you have untrained non medical people admining this drug in non hospital settings, that is a formula for potential disaster.

Some friends and I in a public house
Were playing dominoes one night,
When into the pub a fireman ran
His face all a chalky white.
“What’s up”, says Brown, “Have you seen a ghost,
Or have you seen your Aunt Mariah? “
“Me Aunt Mariah be buggered if your eyes can’t see!”
“The bleedin’ pub’s on fire!”

“Oh well,” says Brown, “What a bit of luck.
Everybody follow me.
It’s down to the cellar
If the fire’s not there
Then we’ll have a grand old spree. “
So we went down with good old Brown
The booze we could not miss
And we hadn’t been there ten minutes or more
Till we were quite like this:

[Chorus:]
And there was Brown upside down
Suckin’ up the whiskey on the floor.
“Booze, booze!” The firemen cried
Til there came a great knockin’ at the door (clap clap)
Oh don’t let ‘em in till it’s all drunk up
And somebody shouted Macintyre! Macintyre!
And we all got blue-blind paralytic drunk
When the Old Dun Cow caught fire.

Then there came from the old back door
The Vicar of the local church.
And when he saw our drunken ways,
He began to scream and curse.
“Ah, you drunken sods! You heathen clods!
You’ve taken to a drunken spree!
You drank up all the Benedictine wine
And you didn’t save a drop for me! “

Here's a pic of Bishop Klusmeyer. (I think he's the guy on the left.) :-)

(They both look like they may be pulling a "Handyman George H. W. Bush" A-Grabbing move in this picture, but I really can't be sure, so I'd better not speculate.) :-)

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