Amy Winehouse’s little “adverse reaction to medication” back in July has been exposed as — wait for it — another drug overdose. You didn’t see that one comin’, did you? Only this one might have been the final straw for Amy’s over-taxed cerebrum. A close pal of Amy’s told The Sun

“She had smoked an inhuman amount of hash which resulted in acute cannabis poisoning [vomiting uncontrollably and hallucinating]. You have to take a [shitload] of pot to suffer that severe a reaction. It’s thought she had been smoking it for 36 hours. Amy’s fits were as bad as the convulsions she had during her overdose in August last year. No one has mentioned her meth use before – but that stuff is truly nasty.”

Medics are worried Amy’s brain was damaged by the cannabis overdose – she displayed symptoms normally associated with schizophrenia.

First of all, hash doesn’t cause epileptic fits and seizures. Epilepsy does. Secondly, you couldn’t smoke enough hash to “poison” yourself in one night. Meth, yes; hashish, no. Hell, you couldn’t eat enough hashish to poison yourself in one night. In fact, I had a brick of hashish for breakfast, and I’ve never been better. I start every day with a little of the Black Gold. Sometimes I sprinkle a little over my granola; I might fold it into an omelet with capers and a side of lox, or just dig in with a spoon and eat it straight, but one thing’s for damn sure — I have no idea where I was going with this. Remembering is hard!

Singer Amy Winehouse is back home this morning after being rushed to the emergency room last night with an “allergic reaction to medica–” aw, fuck it, she overdosed again, okay? Geez. The Daily Mail reports

Paramedics were called by father Mitch after Amy reportedly suffered an episode of ‘fitting’. The singer was wheeled out of her north London home just after 8:40 pm by paramedics as [her] father watched [on].

Her spokesman said in a statement: ‘Amy Winehouse suffered a reaction to medication at home this evening and was taken to hospital. Doctors have advised that she will be kept under observation overnight and is likely to be released tomorrow.’

I don’t know why Amy Winehouse’s doctors would even bother with a diagnosis anymore. They could just draw a big frowny face on her chart with X’s for eyes and a tongue sticking out and call it a day. Maybe pencil in a couple of flies and stink lines around the head for credibility and bellow “DEAD MAN WALKIN’!” every time they opened it. Or they could just swap it out for a blank autopsy report. We’re splitting hairs at this point, really.

Although Heath Ledger’s autopsy results are inconclusive, the CBS affiliate in New York is reporting that illegal drugs and drug paraphenalia were found alongside his prescriptions:

Along with the bottles of the prescription anxiety drugs Valium and Zoloft… [and the] prescription sleeping medication Ambien that were found in the apartment, police also recovered a $20 bill with narcotic residue on it. Sources add they also found several drug packets containing an unknown substance.

Then there are additional reports that the sleep aid he was prescribed came with a warning for those with respiratory conditions like pneumonia, which Ledger was rumored to have had when he died. The Sydney Morning-Herald says

Reports suggest that Ledger may have been suffering for pneumonia at the time of his death, with some speculating the [sleep aid Ambien] may have reacted with his condition. Sydney general practitioner Dr John Gullotta of the Australian Medical Association said “In the product information [for Ambien] they do actually caution against use in people with severe respiratory conditions, and pneumonia can obviously cause respiratory problems.”

So, from what I can gather, mixing a bunch of controlled substances with illegal drugs isn’t such a hot idea. Unless you happen to have a spare liver or like playing Russian roulette without the gun. Also not such a hot idea? Heroin. For God’s sake, nobody ever says, “Yeah, you know, I tried it a couple of times — just for shits and giggles — but it just really wasn’t my cup of tea, so I went back to my life of health and prosperity.” With heroin, it’s always “Well, I tried it, and then I tried it again, and then I was doing it three and four times a day and then I dropped out of school and pawned all my mother’s jewelery and most of my dad’s war medals before I started prostituting down on 7th — that’s actually where I got the HIV and baby — and then I got arrested for robbing a convenience store. Of course, that was before I found out there was this cosmetics company that pays you for all of your abortion scraps. And it’s all perfectly fucking legal!” I guess dabbling in heroin only makes sense for those with way too much dignity and hygiene in their lives.

Video above shows a recent interview with Heath obviously under the influence of something illegal.

UPDATE: NYPD Commissioner Ray Kelly confirmed this evening that a rolled up $20 was found in Ledger’s apartment. Earlier reports that illegal drugs were also found at the scene are in fact erroneous.

Actor Heath Ledger died yesterday afternoon at the age of 28 from a suspected drug overdose. Although an autopsy has yet to be performed (it’s scheduled for this early this afternoon), Heath reportedly struggled with a heroin addiction for years and sleeping pills were discovered next to his bed. Us Weekly says

Heath Ledger was found “naked and unconscious on a bed, with sleeping pills — both prescription medication and nonprescription — on a night table.” A housekeeper and a masseuse opened the bedroom and found Ledger. They moved his body to the floor and attempted to revive him, but he did not respond.

Although his family is calling it an accident, it seems his passing was not a surprise to those closest to him. A friend of Ledger’s says

“To tell you the truth… we saw it coming. Heath has gone though a rough road of trying to get sober. Things were very dark… His one joy was Matilda [his 2-year-old daughter with Michelle Williams]. Everything else was misery for him. Unfortunately he was too late in getting help.”

This is all such sad, sad news. Even sadder? Now “Brokeback 2: Balls and Boot Leather” will never hit the big screen.

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