This story was supplied by an Erie County Sheriff's Deputy and is true. However, this death occurred in 2005 and although some other deaths have been associated with "Dust Off" none have occurred in the Commonwealth of Pennsylvania. Parents should always be vigilant in looking for unusual drug activity by young adults.
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First, I'm going to tell you a little about me and my family. My name is
Jeff. I am a Police Officer for a city that is known nationwide for its
crime rate. We have a lot of gangs and drugs. At one point we were # 2 in
the nation in homicides per capita. I also have a police K-9 named Thor. He
was certified in drugs and general duty. He retired at 3 years old because
he was shot in the line of duty. He lives with us now, and I still train
with him because he likes it. I always liked the fact that there was no way
to bring drugs into my house. Thor wouldn't allow it. He would tell on you.
The reason I say this is so that you understand that I know about drugs.
I have taught in schools about drugs. My wife asks all our kids at least
once a week if they used any drugs.
I like building computers occasionally and started building a new one in
February 2005. I also was working on some of my older computers. They were
full of dust, so on one of my trips to the computer store, I bought a 3 pack
of DUST OFF. Dust Off is a can of compressed air to blow dust off a
computer. A few weeks later when I went to use one of them they were all
used. I talked to my kids, and my two sons both said they had used them on
their computer and messing around with them. I yelled at them for wasting
the $10.00 I paid for them.
On February 28 I went back to the computer store. They didn't have the 3
pack that I had bought on sale, so I bought a single jumbo can of Dust Off.
I went home and set it down beside my computer.
On March 1st, I left for work at 10 PM. Just before midnight my wife went
down and kissed Kyle goodnight. At 5:30 AM the next morning Kathy went
downstairs to wake Kyle up for school, before she left for work. He was
propped up in bed with his legs crossed and his head leaning over. She
called to him a few times to get up. He didn't move. He would sometimes
tease her like this and pretend he fell back asleep. He was never easy to
get up. She went in and shook his arm. He fell over. He was pale white and
had the straw from the Dust Off can coming out of his mouth. He had the new
can of Dust Off in his hands. Kyle was dead.
I am a police officer, and I had never heard of this. My wife is a nurse,
and she had never heard of this. We later found out from the coroner, after
the autopsy, that only the propellant from the can of Dust Off was in his
system. No other drugs. Kyle had died betweenmidnight and 1 AM.
I found out that using Dust Off is being done mostly by kids ages 9 through
15. They even have a name for it. It's called dusting. A take off from the
Dust Off name. It gives them a slight high for about 10 seconds. It makes
them dizzy. A boy who lives down the street from us showed Kyle how to do
this about a month before. Kyle showed his best friend. Told him it was cool
and it couldn't hurt you. It's just compressed air. It can't hurt you. His
best friend said so.
Kyle was wrong. It's not just compressed air. It also contains a propellant
called R2. It's a refrigerant like what is used in your refrigerator. It is
a heavy gas. Heavier than air. When you inhale it, it fills your lungs and
keeps the good air, with oxygen, out. That's why you feel dizzy, buzzed. It
decreases the oxygen to your brain, to your heart. IT KILLS YOU.
The horrible part about this is there is no warning. There is no level that
kills you. It's not cumulative or an overdose; it can just go randomly,
terribly wrong. IT'S NOT AN OVERDOSE. You don't die later. Or not feel good,
and say "I've had too much." You usually die as you're breathing it in. If
not, you die within 2 seconds of finishing 'the hit.' That's why the straw
was still in Kyle's mouth when he died. Why his eyes were still open. The
experts want to call this huffing. The kids don't believe its huffing. And
that's why it's more accepted. There is no chemical reaction, no strong
odor. It doesn't follow the huffing signals. Kyle complained a few days
before he died of his tongue hurting. It probably did. The propellant causes
frostbite. If I had only known.
It's easy to say hey, it's my life, and I'll do what I want. But it isn't.
Others are always affected. This has forever changed our family's life. I
have a hole in my heart and soul that can never be fixed. The pain is so
immense I can't describe it. There's nowhere to run from it. I cry all the
time, and I don't ever cry. I do what I'm supposed to do, but I don't really
care. My kids are messed up. One won't talk about it. The other will only
sleep in our room at night. And my wife, I can't even describe how bad she
is taking this. I thought we were safe because of Thor. I thought we were
safe because we knew about drugs and talked to our kids about them.
After Kyle died another story came out. A Probation Officer went to the
school system next to ours to speak with a student. While there, he found a
student using Dust Off in the bathroom. This student told him about another
student who also had some in his locker. This is a rather affluent school
system. They will tell you they don't have a drug problem there. They don't
even have a DARE or PLUS program there. So rather than tell everyone about
this "new" way of getting high they found, they hid it. The probation
officer told the media after Kyle's death, and they, the school, then
admitted to it. I know that if they would have told the media, and I had
heard, it wouldn't have been in my house.
We need to get this out of our homes and school computer labs. Using Dust
Off isn't new, and some "professionals" do know about. It just isn't talked
about much, except by the kids. They all seem to know about it. April 2nd
was one month since Kyle died. April 5th would have been his 15th birthday.
And every weekday I catch myself sitting on the living room couch at 2:30 in
the afternoon and waiting to see him get off the bus.
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