On July 12, 2016, my son died of a heroin overdose, alone in his apartment bathroom in Los Angeles. Had he not been living alone and without Narcan (naloxone), an opioid-reversing drug, he might be alive today. I witnessed the power of naloxone in 2008. I called the paramedics because my son, a heroin addict, had shallow breathing and was gurgling in his throat as he lay, unresponsive, on the living room sofa. The paramedics rushed him to a hospital where he was administered an injection of Narcan. It revived him but gave him a terrible headache. Naloxone works by…

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