Friday, September 28, 2007, Nashville, Tennessee, 10:50 p.m., D.S.T.~

Dear Journal~

Louisiana here. I am trying to sleep, but the truth of the matter is I can't. Not when another one of my children is in the hospital...

Ronee' went in to the hospital this morning; she had a flareup of her JRA. She is going to be okay, but she'll be in the hospital for a few days, until they get her pain under control. She was also having some difficulty breathing and chest pain, so they wanted to keep an eye on her. She's on oxygen now, and she also has to wear a heart monitor, so they can check her out, make sure things are going to be okay.

She's not very happy, according to Bill: she's in a great amount of pain, and she's been sleeping most of the day; they have given her powerful pain meds, and it's thrown her for a loop. Good for her; she needs to get her rest. She's been through a lot this week with her brother being in the hospital and worrying about friends and her upcoming surgery on her hands. She has a lot on her plate right now; she's stressing out big time.

Johnny is doing wonderfully well: he ate quite a bit of his supper, and he feels a lot better than he did. He is bored, though, but maybe now that Bill has taken him some of his muscle car magazines and some of his favorite books, he can spend some quality time reading. Or maybe he can play some of his video games or play on his laptop. He is certainly a very fortunate young man; he could have very easily died hadn't it been for the quick response from his brother calling the paramedics when he did.

Things could have turned out very differently for Johnny. We could have very easily lost him; it just makes time with him all the more important, all the more prescious.

We will have to pray extra hard for Johnny as he faces yet more uncertainties in his life; we will also have to pray for Ronee', pray that she gets over this latest flare without any problems.

Rebekkah Cohen is doing wonderful herself: she is seeing a child psychologist so she can talk out her feelings, and she is also having rehab. She is in a much better frame of mind, and she now realizes just how close she came to making the biggest mistake of her young life. She realizes just how blessed she really is, and how God is watching out over her.

I am afraid that I don't have the same good news for Susie Callaway: she is still hanging on, but she is a very sick young girl. She may have sustained severe brain damage as a result of her suicide attempt; she is just not responding as well as she should; it's gotten the doctors alarmed. It's a very sad situation; I feel so bad for Audrey!

I have been trying to make amends with her, but it's like walkin' on eggeshells: our friendship has gotten fragile, and I'm afraid of saying or doing the wrong thing. I only hope that she knows that I care for her and her family and that I am not trying to come between them; I am only trying to be a good friend as God would want me to be.

The babies are growing inside me; it is only a little under three months when they are due to arrive. I just hope that the kids will be happy for having two new little brothers; I know I am; fact is, I'm estatic beyond words! I am so full of joy right now it is all I can do to keep from bursting into tears (happy tears, mind you, not sad ones)!

The weather is getting cooler, the days are getting shorter. It's getting dark before eight o'clock now, and the sun sets before 7:30. In two months we will turn the clocks back to the standard (normal) time, and then everyone will be all confused again with the time change; it always happens without fail!

The leaves are changing; however, it won't be peak leaf-peepin' season until a few weeks from now; the leaves still have a while to go yet. When the leaves are at their peak, we usually go to the Smoky Mountains or around Knoxville or Chattanooga, just to take in the gorgeous fall foilage. It's prettier up in the mountains than it is here in Nashville.

I heard from our oldest daughter Lightning today: Jamee, our oldest grandchild (and the only granddaughter), fell; she wasn't hurt, but it shows that her MD is getting worse. She may have to use a wheelchair exclusively now instead of the crutches, which she had been using until now. Very discouraging; there's nothing more unsettling than hearing that one of your grandkids has a progressive neuromuscular disease and there's really nothing that can be done to stop the deterioation.

It's very disconcerting.

Dwerlina and her new husband are enjoying married life; they are still working hard at Mulate's, and they still act like the newlyweds they are. I am happy for them both; I pray their marriage lasts for a very long time to come, and I pray that they continue to stay happy as long as possible!

Well, I am going to go to sleep; getting sleepy all of a sudden, no getting stupid! LOL I will write in here again soon; take care and God bless!

(((HUGS)) and much love, your friend in Tennessee, Louie May. :(