I got the recommendation for Ventura Recovery Center. The person on the phone was extremely kind, listened, was compassionate. He told me how they’d take care of my son…that he would be detoxed and everyone would be watching him all the way through the process. He would be well taken care of.
When he was using drugs, my son had almost a blank look on his face. He was not even there. I would ask him questions and he would answer, but he was just in another place. I couldn’t reach him.
He escalated to using heroin and he was using needles. He wasn’t doing that before, but after a couple of months he started doing it (injecting heroin.) I think it was because he was bored or he changed jobs. When I realized that was what he was doing, a death came over me like,”Oh my God! I’ve got to deal with this again.”
We went to a relative’s house for a party. All our family was there. He got to the party and disappeared. I got this bad feeling. I went upstairs looking for him and I found him in the bathroom. It just killed me. I didn’t know what to do. I thought I was going to pass out.
So I went downstairs and I had this white sheet on my face and my husband looked at me and he knew. He said, “What’s wrong?”
I said,” It’s Spencer. We’ve got to get him out of here.”