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Yeah I did a few years back actually. This was in 2010, I'm an old masters student now.
I'll tell it again because it's actually quite mental, and anything to get away from revision.
It's about 2am one night and my mate knocks the door, he was looking for a game of FIFA, but the door next to me, this girls door, had caught his attention. I answer the door and he points out a long, barely legible note stuck to her door. We start reading it, the first line impossible to understand. Among the mess we found a sentence reading "...tell dad not to come to the funeral". We look at each other and start knocking on the door, no answer. Start banging on the door, no answer. By now we've woken up another girl, who is with us and equally frightened.
I try the door, its open. We walk in, the lights are still on. The layout of the room was so that we couldn't see her bed, it was around the corner. To the right of us was the toilet, door closed, fan light on. None of us particularly want to open this door, but we eventually do, very slowly... She isn't in there, so we walk into the room a bit more. We find her on her bed, a teddy bear in her arms, a thumb in her mouth. On the floor there are a ton of empty pill packets and a large empty bottle of night nurse, as well as a litre bottle of coke, fizzing with this concoction of pills and night nurse. I go to her, try and wake her, she won't wake up no matter what I do. I check for her pulse, I can't find it at first and when I do I'm not even really sure it's there.
The girl, who is freaking the fuck out by now, says to call for an ambulance, my mate gets his phone out but is so muddled he cannot type. He passes it to me and runs down to security. I ring for an ambulance, and following instruction I put her in the recovery position and perform mouth to mouth. Luckily the hospital is located basically on the campus (Swansea Uni) so the ambulance arrives very shortly after. The security people arrive at the same time, and to this day this still shocks me... as we were sitting around, watching our friend get treated by the ambulance staff, one of the security people, in a chirpy tone, asks "is it always so hot in here? I'm boiling". I nearly punch him, the girl goes outside. I follow to console her, (is it wrong I was thinking of getting my dick wet in this highly stressful situation) and whilst I'm outside the EMTS use I believe some electrical thing to bring her back. She wakes up in a complete state, throwing up this neon green liquid horror, (the smell, oh Lord the smell) and fucked out of her mind. She's screaming that one of the workers tried to rape her, they try and calm her down, warning her that if she doesn't calm down they will have to call the police. She isn't calming down. She's speaking absolute gibberish at this point, slurring her words majorly, just talking complete nonsense.
What we didn't see was the big fuck off kitchen knife by her bed. She makes fumbled attempt to grab the knife and is restrained into a wheelchair. They call the police. The police arrive and the tirade of abuse is now directed at these fine men of the law. We try and tell them that she's not in a proper state, that she's heavily drugged, but being the absolute cunts that they are, they won't have it. They get VERY shouty with the poor girl , threatening to arrest her, and she is led to the ambulance screaming and shouting. They leave. We go to the kitchen, put a tea on.
What 18 year old me wasn't prepared for was having to tell a mother that her daughter had just tried to kill herself. The university won't do it. It's policy apparently. That was difficult.
Anyway we see her in the hospital the next day or so, she's 'ok' but has done permanent damage to her liver, apparently. Whilst we were sitting around the bed, very awkwardly (awkward isn't the right word, it was more surreal than anything, like there was this massive elephant in the room) chatting, she makes a joke about how we saved her, but I probably did nothing. (I was known to just sit around smoking weed). The other girl looks at me, almost like she was hurt for me. I smiled and went along with it, and we eventually left.
She dropped out of university for a year and was told she should never drink alcohol again, as her liver was fucked. Last I heard she was addicted to meow meow or something like that.