Tonight's picture was taken on August 5, 2009. This is a day I will never forget, because on this day we learned that Mattie's cancer metastasized 6 weeks off of chemotherapy, making his diagnosis terminal. This was news that we never wanted to hear. There was no more treatment possible and instead of fighting, we had to switch gears and discuss end of life care and helping Mattie die with some sort of dignity. Which DID NOT HAPPEN.
On this particular day, I fought to get Mattie an ultrasound and CT because his symptoms concerned me. In fact they concerned me for months, but doctors did not listen to me! Instead they kept telling me that Mattie's symptoms were psychological or he was manipulating me. In any case, between physical therapy and testing that day, Mattie and I went outside to the hospital rose garden to have lunch. Mattie posed by the art therapy elephant (a precious photo). Mattie was smart enough to know that something was going on and fed off of any reactions I had. We had a very tender time together in the rose garden and it will be a day etched forever in my mind. It is hard to believe that Mattie was able to smile through any of this, but it was the beauty of Mattie which I will never forget.
Quote of the day: It is amazing how much the human spirit can stand of loss and panic. What gives us the courage to go on? ~ Bernice Dietrich
Below is an excerpt from the August 5, 2009 blog. When I go back and read what I wrote back then I honestly do not know how I was able to do this! How do you write when you are working on pure adrenaline, very little sleep, and dealing with constant stress of having to make life and death decisions? I am not sure I have the answer, but it is a testament to the power of what the human body and mind can endure. Back then 1,000s of people read Mattie's blog and I felt compelled to share Mattie's story with our community. As I knew Mattie would need the social and emotional support, because remember my goal was to get Mattie better so he could return to school that Fall. A goal never met.
On this 14th anniversary of this terminal diagnosis day, I share the words I wrote back then. After reading this, it is no wonder why this 14 month journey is forever etched in my mind and why not a day goes by in which my world hasn't been impacted by this forever loss.
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Blog Posting From the August 5, 2009:
Mattie has been complaining of stomach pain since May. In May, we started running tests for an ulcer, but as many of you know, we did not get the test results back until last week. Part of me wishes we did an ultrasound and abdominal CT scan in May, but then again, that most likely wouldn't have changed the outcome of things. One thing is certain though, I know my son. I stuck to my convictions that something medically was wrong with Mattie and that this was the explanation for him not eating and drinking. This wasn't a psychological issue, and I knew this in my heart of hearts. Clearly today, medical science confirmed what a mother's love knew all along. I just wish medical doctors would listen to us more often! When I called the hospital this morning, they told me they couldn't fit Mattie in today for testing, so I booked an ultrasound for Friday. Then Ann called me and she asked me in a nice way, what I was doing about this scheduling issue? I am not sure if I gave up the will to fight or was just exhausted, since I would have challenged this testing delay in the past. But the more I thought about what Ann was saying, the more I realized I had to mobilize forces and advocate once again to get this testing done today.
I also want to acknowledge Linda (Mattie's child life specialist) today. She helped me every step of the way, getting the ultrasound and CT scans done, quickly and timely. After all I did not have appointments for either, we were add on's. But Linda can make anything happen at the hospital, and I can't say enough about how much she means to us.
Today, I fought every step of the way to make sure Mattie not only received an ultrasound, but a CT scan. Mattie's doctors did not feel he needed both, of course, until a large mass was spotted in the ultrasound. So in essence Mattie went through an ultrasound (smoothly thanks to Linda, and his DS player - something he never plays with, but it caught his attention today) first. I started getting very edgy during the ultrasound, because the tech asked Linda what type of cancer Mattie had. I thought that was a telling question to ask during the test and this prompted my immediate attention and concern. I couldn't shake that question all afternoon. After the ultrasound, Mattie and I sat outside the hospital in the rose garden and had lunch. Normally Mattie doesn't want to sit still, but today was different. He had me telling stories about his baby years. I retold the story of how he was born, how he learned to sleep, walk, and talk. None of these things came easy to Mattie, but he learned them, and through these struggles, Mattie and I became very close. When my mom describes Mattie as an extension of me, she isn't kidding! This is a fair assessment! The conversation in the garden today was so special, loving, and priceless moment between us, which I will never forget. Unfortunately this moment, was disturbed when the doctor called to tell me she saw a mass in Mattie's liver, and would need to do a CT scan.
Mattie seemed concerned that he had to take an unscheduled CT scan later this afternoon. He had to drink a contract dye, and then also had to have one injected through his central line. The prospect of the injected dye sent Mattie into a state of anxiety. He did not want to do the test, and it took a great deal of effort and calmness to talk him through the process. Peter left work today, so he was with me, and Linda also came to provide assistance. Linda is great at managing the techs, who clearly need managing. This tech had no empathy or understanding for what Mattie has and continues to go through. She was in fact annoyed that he wasn't complying with her instructions. Linda removed the tech from the room, and I basically had to give Mattie a pep talk so that he would tolerate the test. I told him I knew he was scared, that he did not want to go through the CT scan, but I had confidence he could do it. I told him there is nothing he can't do if he puts his mind to it. He eventually settled down and the test was completed.
When we got home, the doctor called us with the news. She actually did not want to tell me over the phone, but there was NO way I was going to wait until tomorrow. Needless to say, Peter and I are devastated. As you know, I follow the story of Sammie, a young teen with osteosarcoma in California. She too is dying from this hateful disease, and I always marvel how her family is managing and supporting Sammie. I always feared that Mattie was going to die because of the severity of his illness, but to some extent I lived with some hope. Today the hope within me is dead. I do not know how Peter and I will handle Mattie's disease progression and pain, nor do I know how you live without your child? It goes against the laws of nature to see your child suffer and die before you. Part of me is in shock and not in touch with my emotions yet. Which makes writing tonight very difficult.
Peter and I spent the evening sitting in silence and occasionally walking around. Caring for Mattie tonight was truly challenging, since our minds and hearts are racing. Mattie doesn't know about his disease progression. I haven't figured out how to proceed with that, so for now, I would appreciate this not be discussed around Mattie. After all, he gave the fight of his life this year, and now was supposed to be the recovery time. In fact, today, he told me he misses walking, and wants to walk again. This whole day is heart breaking, and I can't get over all we put Mattie through just to get to the point which we most feared. The words of Sloan Kettering come back to haunt me, as they always will. Sloan Kettering felt that Mattie's disease should NOT be aggressively treated since he was most likely going to die. Funny, how I thought that perhaps all our efforts could change the course of Mattie's future. What I have learned through all of this is we humans control very little. We only delude ourselves into this false complacency.
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