Grandmother of Narconon Graduate
Sandy W.
My granddaughter was such a happy-go-lucky child. She was vivacious and very popular.
We began to notice a change in her. She just seemed to be tired all the time. She didn’t really want to participate in what the family wanted to do, which is kind of typical for teenagers. But the tiredness—I just didn’t understand. And I even mentioned it to her mother, “Why is this child so tired? I’m an old lady and I’m not that tired.” You know, I just couldn’t understand it.
She was on heroin, which we didn’t know anything about. We had no idea. And they’re very good at covering up.
I have a very large Christmas party every year and my daughter had to stop at a Walmart to buy her a sweater before they arrived to cover up her arms because she didn’t want me to see.
My daughter called me one morning at work and she was hysterically crying. She had taken her to the doctor and the doctor had given her something to help her off the drug. She had tried to inject it. She thought it would work faster and better. And she was OD’ing. And this nearly caused her death.
After my daughter called me, I came right away. We spent the entire day on the telephone and on the computer, trying to find some place that would help her.
And one of the places that we called was Narconon. That was the beginning of such a success story, you cannot imagine.
My granddaughter became a totally different person than what she was when she came to Narconon. I actually saw the old child back again. And she just had this sense about her that she wanted to help everybody. It just did so much for her.
You love your grandchildren, but when they’ve gone through something like this and they’ve absolutely hit the bottom, and they’re able to come back up again and be useful, contributing—she’s great. She’s absolutely great.
