Ginger’s Promise to her Son Ian
Ginger’s Promise to her Son Ian
Sunny tried to wake me the night Ian died. Sunny our family beagle, climbed four flights of stairs from Ian’s bed and jumped on my bed to wake me up. But Ian’s words had rocked me to sleep that night. “Mom I want to see the doctor in the morning. I need to take care of my problem. I need help.” It was the first good night’s sleep I had in the five months since I learned Ian was snorting heroin. Sunny’s message was undelivered.
When I awoke for my morning run at 6 am I went downstairs and heard Ian’s TV was very loud. I went to turn his TV off and that’s when I found him. After we talked the night before Ian went downstairs and did the drug one more time. Ian died in his sleep from the drug use – he didn’t have a second chance. My cries for help were heard two blocks away.
The Aftermath
How You Can Prevent Drug Use
