Oh, Amy Winehouse.

"Bloody Hospital nearly killed me!"

Amy, wearing the latest fashion statement - hospital bracelets!
Amy with the tiniest ciggie butt in British history.

Word on "the street" is that Amy simply cannot die from hard street drugs (yet, anyway). Oh, but when doctors gave her some *Naloxone (maybe?) for her OD (from crack, heroin, who knows?) the other day, it damn near killed her. I love the ridiculousness of it all--dirty crack pipes, old tin foil all around, cocaine-infused cotton candy, weed--fine. A sterilized administration of a prescription medication in a hospital given by a true-blue physician and the Coroner is on standby.

*Nalooxone

"Abrupt reversal of narcotic depression may result in nausea, vomiting, sweating, tachycardia, increased blood pressure, tremulousness, seizures and cardiac arrest In postoperative patients, larger than necessary dosage of naloxone hydrochloride may result in significant reversal of analgesia and in excitement."

Loving to do research the way I do, I found this medication listed as a possibility of one that may have been given to Amy. No proof here. Just a theory. Oh, and my "theories"? Usually right on the mark. So there.