Fake it till you Make it
Ronan. Hi baby doll. So, last night…. not so much fun. I fell asleep from 11-1. Was up from 1-4:00. Slept from 4-6:00. Rise and shine, adrenaline pumping. I could not sleep last night to save my life. I wandered around the house, looking for you. I went into your room and wrote. I sat…basketball, Cancer, Chemotherapy, childhood cancer, Doriet and Esther, Dr. Joanne Cacciatore, Energy, Freedom, Grief, Health, hell, Home, i hope you are safe, I miss you, Inferno Fuckwad Bob, Inferno Hiking, insomnia, iPod, Journals, Landslide, MISS Foundation, Neuroblastoma, new york city, Nothing makes me happy, Phoenix, phoenix children’s hospital, Pink Rattlesnakes, Rockstar Ronan, Sauce, Shit Lists, Star Wars, Starbucks, Stevie Nicks, tears, The Ronan Thompson Foundation, truth, woody thompson, writing
4 weeks after being admitted inpatient, Ronan was discharged this afternoon. Finallly!!! It felt so good to get my baby outside in the sunshine and it was the most gorgeous New York City day. Woody came and picked us up to help with all of our things. We had so much stuff to carry out…
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