It’s 3:25 a.m.? Rise and Shine Insomnia!
Ronan. Not crying. Not crying. Not crying. Who am I kidding. #cryingallday. Everything hurts. Nothing gets easier. I don’t miss you less. Who is the jackass that made up that “wise saying?” That pain becomes less as time goes on. Obviously someone who never lost a child. I met a friend this morning for coffee.…angels, anger, arizona, AZ, best friends, bullshit, Cancer, Chemotherapy, childhood cancer, Childhood Disease, Conditions and Diseases, doctors, dreams, Energy, F U Cancer, faith, Family, friends, friendship, happiness, Health, honesty, insomnia, life, love, Macegiving, Macy Wood in da hood, maya thompson, Mr. Sparkly Eyes, Music, Neuroblastoma, Rockstar Ronan, sadness
An Inferno Dark Death Hike that should have resulted in a Heart attack.
Ronan. Someone had a party in your room last night and it was not you. That would have been me and my friend, Ambien that I have not taken for weeks now. It’s funny how just when you think you are making progress with little things like a normal sleep schedule and BAM! Out of…
Cowboy Boots and Little Big Baby Steps
Ronan. 3:30 a.m. like clockwork, I am up. I have been sleeping well still, but it’s at this time that I am up and my mind is racing/missing you so badly that I cannot fall back asleep. I have a ton to do tomorrow, too. Seems like I have been doing a lot…3:27 a.m., All good things are wild and free, bereaved parents, Cancer, Chemotherapy, childhood cancer, Childhood Disease, Clothing, Conditions and Diseases, Cowboy boot, Cowboy boots and Big Baby Steps, doctors, Energy, Family, following your heart, friendship, grieve, gut instinct, honesty, insomnia, laughter, life, love, maya thompson, Neuroblastoma, pain, Pedicures, Rockstar Ronan, RoLove, Ronan, ronan baby, ronan thompson, sadness, smiles, sparkly things, Starbucks, tears, Texas, The Ronan Thompson Foundation, Western, woody thompson
Romama’s Busy Day
Ronan. I don’t have time to dig my hole this week, because due to a last minute invite…. I am so busy. And so tired. But in a very good way. I got an email from a lovie from T-Gen a few days ago. She wanted to tell me that Dr. Giselle Sholler was coming…Cancer, childhood cancer, Childhood Disease, Conditions and Diseases, death, doctors, Dr. Eshun, Dr. Giselle Sholler, honesty, insomnia, maya thompson, Neuroblastoma, New York, oncology, phoenix children’s hospital, reality, Rhabdomyosarcoma, Rockstar Ronan, Ronan, San Diego, Sarah, sleep, sloan kettering, T-Gen, The Ronan Thompson Foundation, twins
Snow Falling in Flagstaff
Ronan. Guilt is what I feel at this time, in this moment. For living this life, without you here. For the smiles that I’ve smiled, for the laugher I’ve done, for the love I’ve given to your brothers. Guilt for going on when you know, all I want to do is be with you. I…Ambien, Arizona State University, AZ, bereaved parents, bullshit, Cancer, Dr. Jo, Dr. Joanne Cacciatore, dreams, Flagstaff, guilt, honesty, insomnia, Liam Gallagher, love, maya thompson, Neuroblastoma, new york city, nightmares, Phoenix, Quinn, reality, Rockstar Ronan, Ronan, snow falling in flagstaff, The Ronan Thompson Foundation, true love, twins, Valerian Root, Wine tasting descriptors, woody thompson, Zolpidem
Your Sparkle will Shine Forever
I’m not sleeping. I can’t. Could you? Could you sleep, without being able to kiss your baby goodnight? Knowing that the place that he once slept, is empty. Knowing that his little closet, filled with his clothes and shoes, will never be worn by him again. Could you sleep? Could you drift off into a…
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
Just you and me
Ronan. Just another day without you. I wish I could tell you that I am o.k. But, I’m not. I’m just sad. I’m swimming in a sea of sadness and am barely staying afloat. This morning, I took your brothers to surf camp. I sat and watched them for the 3 hours and pushed them…& hudson, Ambien, angels, anger, anxiety, arizona, axel, AZ, BBQ, best friends, Bill Murray, broken hearts, Cancer, Childhood Disease, Conditions and Diseases, Coronado Bridge, Coronado Surf Camp, Disorders, Dolphins, dreams, Emma Stone, Energy, facebook, Family Therapy, Fore, Health, insomnia, iPad, love, maya thompson, Mental Health, Mr. Sparkly Eyes, Neuroblastoma, Ocean, Papa, Parenting, Post Traumatic Stress Disorder, Posttraumatic stress disorder, Psychological trauma, Ro baby, Rockstar Ronan, running, sarah matheson, sloan kettering, Starbucks, Surfing, tears, the ocean, The Ronan Thompson Foundation, therapy, Thought, twins, Twitter, United States, Zolpidem, Zombieland
Welcome back, hospital insomnia
Beeping machines. Check. Headache. Check. Cold hospital room. Check. Missing Woody. Check. Hospital insomnia back. Check. Check. Check. Where does this leave me? Miserable. With a foggy head. I really, really, tried to go to sleep without my sleepy meds tonight, because I thought I left them at the RMH. I’ve lain awake for 3…Ambien, angels, anxiety, arizona, AZ, beauty, Beeping machines, Cancer, doctors, faith, Family, Fernanda Borletti, friends, friendship, good parents, grumpy maya, Health, honesty, insightfulness, insomnia, Jet Blue, life, maya thompson, Missing Woody, Mother, Mr. Sparkly Eyes, New York, New York Miss Macy, nurses, obsessing, Phoenix, reality, Ro baby, Rockstar Ronan, ronan thompson, sick kids, sloan kettering, STFU, strength, tears, The Ronald McDonald House, true love, trust, woody thompson
Mama and Ro baby take NYC <3
Ronan and I arrived to NYC yesterday morning 5:30 East Coast Time. The flight was great, fast and Ro slept the entire time. We headed to our hotel, checked in, and we were in our room by 6:30 a.m. Ronan was chipper and ready to play, but I told him how it was really only…arizona, AZ, best friends, blue eyed boy, boys, bullshit, Cancer, Chemotherapy, childhood cancer, Childhood Disease, Conditions and Diseases, doctors, Dr. Kushner, Dr. Maze, Dr. Modak, Dylan’s Candy Shop, Echo test, faith, Family, fuck you cancer, happiness, honesty, iMac, insomnia, Jet Blue, Marti Gras, maya thompson, MIBG scan, Neuroblastoma, new york city, NK Cell Trial, Parenting, Phoenix, reality, Ro baby, Rockstar Ronan, ronan thompson, Ronanld McDonald House, Serendipity, truth, twins, woody thompson
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