This week Jonathan will turn 11 and Ginny will turn 7. So far the only place we’ve allowed them to spend the night is at those few relatives that are familiar with their meds, and show it the respect it deserves. Even parties we are picky about, wanting an adult there who will take their condition seriously. Too many don’t, or will claim to, but dismiss it as unimportant. It just mekes me too nervous when they’re in a position that they might need help, but it’s unavailable.