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When I was ten or eleven my friend Rhea got carbon monoxide poisoning.
The furnace in her house broke and started producing carbon monoxide instead of carbon dioxide.
Her mother woke up in the middle of the night to the sound of her daughters vomiting. Her husband was unconscious. After getting Rhea and her little sister outside, she dragged her husband, who was now turning blue, out of the house.
They were rushed to a hyperbaric chamber and were fine (apparently when you get really bad CO poisoning you turn red, not blue).
Ever since then I have slept with a window open.
Posted by coughlin at 10:01 PM
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