He Spiked Himself?

Story Sent in by Lindsay:

At our first date dinner, Dwayne pulled out what looked like a well-loved, brown glass vial. It was filled with a cloudy liquid I couldn't begin to identify, and he poured a bit of it into his water. He then asked me, "Want some?"

"I'm good. What is it?"

He said, "Something to relax."

He stirred his water with a finger and drank down the entire glass. He shuddered for a few seconds, then sat back in a daze. When the waitress arrived to take our orders, he was slurring his words and by the time the food arrived, it was impossible to carry on a conversation with him. I wasn't sure if what he had poured in his water was an oral anesthetic, but it sure seemed that way.

"Are you okay, Dwayne?" I'd ask.

"Ahhhhmmmm... brooooooffff doooowaaahhaaa?" he'd reply.

He could barely lift his arms or use his utensils, and he finally collapsed back in the seat with a stupid grin on his face and closed his eyes.

I called his name three times, and when he didn't respond, I called the waitress over, explained the situation, and she called an ambulance. It arrived shortly thereafter, and two paramedics dragged Dwayne out and into their vehicle. It was a bit humiliating, but I was really concerned for him. I told the paramedics about the vial in his pocket and I asked them what it could've been, but they said that they couldn't tell until they had run some tests on him.

The ambulance remained there, and I guessed that meant that it wasn't serious enough to drive him to an emergency room. I felt that my job was done, and I went to pay for our meals, but the manager told me not to worry about it, and he even boxed up the food (I had lost my appetite by that point) for me. I'm very grateful to them, and to the paramedics, who I'm assuming took good care of Dwayne. I didn't stick around long enough to find out, and I didn't hear from him after that.