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July 29th, 2008 Posted in Daily News Post

It’s our first rainy day in quite some time so maybe we all will get a little, well deserved, down time.  In fact, Ramona’s parents are with the kids today and there are no plans to go out for anything.  It should be a very nice day at that house with Videos, Water Fights, X-Box and Food.  Humm… sounds like a plan to me. 

Chloe, Colin, Dave and Ramona had a great time at the coast I hear.  The water was even warm enough for them to spend a little foot time in the surf.  And the sun did come out, in-spite-of the weatherman.   

The other day poor Colin decided walking barefoot was the cool thing to do as a brand new teenager.  So he walked up the blacktop road to his friends’ house.  Later he hobbled down with two burned feet, the day before going to the beach.  So he did what any new teenager would do, he popped the blisters so he could walk on the beach and in the surf.  Hate to say it but I am sure I did the same thing around his age.  Had some pretty tough feet later on.  And, as far as I’m concerned, there is nothing better for healing a cut or something similar, than the ocean salt water.  I was raised in Miami.  

Chloe had a bag free day again, well, at least eight hours of bag free.  She is funny.  When the bag is unhooked there is a line that hangs down past her belt.  It’s her M.O. now to walk around twirling the tube like a flapper would twirl her bolo.  She does it so innocently that it just cracks me up. 

When Dana called to speak with Chloe today she found her still in bed at 10 A.M.  That’s a pretty good life of leisure, no guilt.  Chloe said she felt her energy level was coming up but her stomach still feels “un-normal.”  She didn’t want any Zofran to help with it though.  This is a good thing.  She is more and more willing to work through her difficulties rather than just ask for medicine.  Determination Plus!  We will see the dietician next week and be able to give her some good information.  Then we can work on a timeframe to get Chloe off the bag. 

Chloe and I talked about drugs the other day.  She said, ‘no one will ever have to worry about me taking bad drugs.  That has to be the most stupid thing anyone could do.  Why would they want to take drugs they didn’t have to take?’  This little girl has some of the most mature things come out of her mouth you’d ever want to hear. 

This is a long spread of time for Chloe to be away from Mama and she offered that she was a bit sad.  However, this is something that has gone on since the beginning of her time so we are sure she will do fine.  Tomorrow she will have a play date at her adopted grandma’s house, Annette, to visit with her best friend Molly.  They haven’t seen each other since before the hospital visit.  (Why do they always call it a visit?  It’s more like an incarceration.)  Colin may just have his best friend over there also, Spencer.  It should be a great day. 

Friday both kids will be back home.  It’s only been a few days but it seems like a month to us.  I guess the routine was so implanted by the “incarceration” that it will take more time than expected to get back to … aaaah… normal? 

Dana and I had a few normal days.  Dana was able to work a couple days this week and her office did the welcome back dance for her.  It warmed Dana’s heart to have that kind of welcome home.  They are truly a good bunch of people over there.  It’s a family, and acts just like one from what I witness and hear. 

We also were able to get back to the gym for the first couple times in a long time.  It felt wonderful although the rebuilding does take time.  Of course, I extended my parameters a bit yesterday and then we went over to Dana’s place and I proceeded to cut down a half dozen trees… with an axe… as my trusty estate sale chainsaw wouldn’t start.  Needless to say I was on Ibuprofen overnight.   

It was a fun time though.  We had to drop the trees into her neighbor’s yard, with his blessings, so we brought Ivey over to play with the girls, dogs Chloe and Pita, a lab and pit bull.  They had a ball and found every mud puddle in the newly leveled yard. 

Dana is cleaning house and I’m working from my computer again.  She will be off to work this afternoon and I’ll be trying to sell saxophones and get students to fill my docket.   

Chloe and Colin are doing very well.  As I’ve said before, I’m holding the knowing that Chloe is fully on the road to perfect health.  The conversations I’ve had with others lately have shown me that I’m not alone in this belief. 

Here’s a fun story.  Colin is one of the more spiritual thirteen year olds you will meet, but, because of his age, he doesn’t feel it is cool to admit to believing in God.  So, the other day, he was at the house and Chloe was listening to our conversation.  I said, ‘If there was ever a time of proof about the existence of God it would have been the Monday after Black Saturday.’  The turnaround that Chloe made could not be attributed to anything other than the influx of prayers that came forward after my Saturday night blog.  She is living proof there is a God.’ 

With this Chloe lite up, put her hands over her head in a V, and danced around singing ‘I’m the proof there’s a God.  Oh yea, I’m the proof!’   We all had a good laugh over that. 

Thank you for being there. 

Blessings, 

Ron