A Remembrance Video of Mattie

Thank you for keeping Mattie's memory alive!

Dear Mattie Blog Readers,

It means a great deal to me that you take the time to write and to share your thoughts, feelings, and reflections on Mattie's battle and death. Your messages are very meaningful and help support me through very challenging times. I am forever grateful. As my readers know, I promised to write the blog for a year after Mattie's death, which would mean that I could technically have stopped writing on September 9, 2010. However, like my journey with grief there is so much that still needs to be processed and fortunately I have a willing support network still committed to reading. Therefore, the blog continues on. If I should find the need to stop writing, I assure you I will give you advanced notice. In the mean time, thank you for reading, thank you for having the courage to share this journey with me, and most importantly thank you for keeping Mattie's memory alive.


As Mattie would say, Ooga Booga (meaning, I LOVE YOU)! Vicki



February 15, 2026

Sunday, February 15, 2026

Sunday, February 15, 2026

Tonight's picture was taken in February of 2009. It was Valentine's Day! All the things in front of us were things that Mattie created for me. I literally received a box of handmade surprises and Mattie was so proud of his accomplishments. I was deeply touched by his efforts. Mattie and his art therapists worked on these things for at least two hours and while they were working I was not allowed in the child life playroom. I can't tell you what a blessing this playroom was for us because it was in this room Mattie could be a kid, not a kid with cancer. NO TREATMENTS, PROCEDURES, or medicines were allowed in this room, so in essence it was like a safe space that provided a bit of normality. 


Quote of the day: When we are no longer able to change a situation, we are challenged to change ourselves. ~ Viktor Frankl


I was so tired last night that I fell asleep with the TV on all night and I was in the same position that I went to bed in.... which was propped upright. The only reason I opened my eyes at 7am, was because Indie was throwing her entire body against my bedroom door. She wanted IN and she wanted breakfast. It was actually fortune that I got up early because I quickly could see that I wasn't feeling well. I have been struggling with a sinus infection for three weeks now. I finished my course of antibiotics on Friday, and on Saturday I started right back to feeling congested, with intense head pain, a horrific sore throat, a post nasal drip that is so bad I feel like I am drowning from the inside out, and today's new addition was terrible ear and tooth pain. 

After contending with Indie, I called my doctor's office and left a message. The on call doctor called me back within thirty minutes. She did not want to prescribe me anymore antibiotics, and instead insisted that I be evaluated by a medical provider. Of course my doctor's office is closed until Tuesday. So she recommended that I go to an urgent care that is connected with my doctor's office. Which was a good idea, because this enabled the urgent care to have access to all of my medical records. I debated what to do, meaning do I address this today or wait? I made the executive decision that I had to take care of myself first today. So I booked an appointment at noon, which gave me time to get my dad showered, dressed, downstairs for breakfast, and then I could have him rest in his recliner until I returned. Understand that I take my parents out to brunch every Sunday, so I had a window of 90 minutes to get evaluated and figure out next steps. 

I found my way to the urgent care and got checked in. There had to be some sort of medical emergency going on there, because I waited for over 45 minutes to see the physician's assistant. Shane was absolutely lovely! He said my throat looked like a raging river of fluid! Thankfully I do not have an ear infection, but instead have sinusitis, which explains the intense pain and blocked Eustachian tubes. I am back on decongestants, steroid sprays, and Advil around the clock. At this point I don't know what feels more debilitating..... the congestion or the pain from the congestion.  

The timing worked out as I came home and took my parents out for brunch. It was a rainy damp day and typically I don't like the rain, but I was thrilled it washed away all the salt and debris on my car. When I got home, I literally toweled off the car, vacuumed inside and removed all the salt debris from the snow storm off the inside and outside of my car. Why was I compelled to do this? Well besides being consumed by cleanliness, my mom told me yesterday that the car was a mess. My response to her yesterday was..... there is only one of me and countless tasks I juggle in any given day. Somehow I view today's rain as a gift from God, because cleaning off a car after it has been rained on is so much easier. 

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