off and running

Hannah has a cough, a bad one. It doesn't exactly make her throat feel any better either. This morning, we were back to her pediatrician.

More than likely the cough is coming from all the gross stuff that slid down her throat during her surgery. The tonsil doc said they were filled with gross stuff. We got some cough medicine and will continue the mucinex for her.

The code on the garage was changed last night. This is the only access Ashley has to the house (except for breaking a window). Why do I always suspect her? Because she has always given me reason too. During her xanex Justin days, she stole Larry's anti-inflammatory and was selling it and bars at school. Yes, she was a little mini drug dealer.

Why? To get money to buy stuff for Chanell. To send her a valentines day gift and to pay for the overnight shipping. I can only imagine she took the pills here to sell again to pay for one of those weekly motels.

The night we had her in rehab, we found a notebook that she and Justin were writing to each other in. "I'm craving a 1000 bars" and "I'm selling some of my Dad's shit to this stupid girl" were just two of the things no parent would ever, ever want to read.

The notebook is stored, safely away from her, and from me.

Why do we always suspect her? Because she always gives us a reason. Larry doesn't even believe she is working at Sonic now. I do. She wouldn't have been going through so much effort to get him to drop her off at 6:30 am when Chanell will be no where in sight.

I always pictured things would be so very different. How I wish they were ....