Happens All the Time
People imagine from stereotypical visions what my kids who did heroin are like.
It happens all the time….the times we showed up in the emergency rooms and I as a mom was hoping for RESCUE, I was hoping for, no, expecting my child to finally be rescued and sent to salvation. I was expecting understanding from personnel and received disgust.
I was hoping that the thin thread of hope I had thrown out to the ER expecting that my child would not be shuffled but attended to as a human being who needed rescued,
It didn’t happen.
I know the dedication of nurses and ER work force. I personally think that education is needed.
My kids are just like yours. They went to college, they played soccer, and they wrote poems, knitted scarves, invented civilizations with bears and dolls. They hoped to be engineers, veterinarians, anthropologists and then heroin took over. They were shuffled alright into despair.
All I ask is that the stigma end.
My daughter, who is in a half-way house was in her first Art Show today:
This is why I volunteer for Not One More Pittsburgh. I want to help educate people about the hazards of heroin and how it could happen to your child. I want to make our community aware of the epidemic. I want to try to warn YOU so that you can avert the nightmare we went through.
Please join our organization and help.
