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



August 6, 2009

Thursday, August 6, 2009

Thursday, August 6, 2009 -- Thank you for visiting the blog within the last day and for ALL your wonderful postings and e-mails. It means a great deal to us. Between yesterday and today, Mattie's blog was visited 2000 times! You are all amazing!


Quotes of the day (Thanks Alison and Charlie!): "A wife who loses a husband is called a widow. A husband who loses a wife is called a widower. A child who loses his parents is called an orphan. But...there is no word for a parent who loses a child, that's how awful the loss is!" ~ Neugeboren

"When you are sorrowful look again in your heart, and you shall see that in truth you are weeping for that which has been your delight." ~ Kahlil Gibran

Today was another emotionally draining day! Thursdays are typically our MTP-PE days. However, we have stopped this experimental treatment because it clearly was ineffective for Mattie. Funny how I thought these clinic days were a hassle, but now I long for these days, where it still meant that we were fighting the disease. Amazing how your world can change over night. For us we have experienced this profound change twice, once on July 23 (when Mattie was diagnosed) and then on August 5 (when we learned Mattie's cancer spread all over). But with regard to MTP-PE, I always had great reservations about this treatment to begin with since the literature was sketchy at best about its effectiveness. But when you are a parent in a desperate situation, you try anything in hopes that it will actually do something for your child. I personally feel the principal investigator of this study needs to be put down a peg or two (remember Peter and I met him at Sloan Kettering), because in the end, scientific research is so limited. It is based on numbers and data, all of which can be manipulated, and more importantly it doesn't take into account the subtle differences between cancer patients and their disease. Clearly Mattie's form of osteosarcoma doesn't compare to others, and in the end, Mattie was really being treated using the standard of care designed for a patient with a single osteosarcoma lesion. Mattie had multiple sites to begin with, but there is no protocol to follow for a case like his. From my perspective, the practice of medicine has a long way to go, and I think it is unacceptable that we still don't have effective treatments for certain forms of cancer. This is usually Peter's platform, which he is so good at advocating for, but when you are losing your child to a disease, you can't help but be bitter at a system which has failed you and your child.
Peter and I took Mattie to the Lombardi clinic, since we had a meeting with his doctors at 2:30pm. When Mattie got to clinic, Jocelyn and her two sisters, Hannah and Meghan were there. Mattie has a special bond with Jocelyn (a young adult with osteosarcoma), and they jumped into a project together. Jenny and Jessie (Mattie's art therapists) were also very engaged with Mattie, and what gave me peace today was that Mattie had a great day in clinic. He was like the life of the party. I could hear him through the door of the meeting room. When we arrived at the clinic, Jessie told me that they wanted to support Peter and I in any way today during the meeting. I told her, not to worry about Peter and I. What I did want them to worry about was making this a happy day for Mattie. When you see the pictures that Jenny and Jessie took, you will see they far exceeded my expectations. He had a great day!
Mattie was also visited by three of his HEM/ONC nurses from the PICU today. Thank you Katie, Sarah Marshall, and Kathleen for coming down to hug us and to visit with Mattie. Your support means a great deal to us. Dr. Shad told me today that half of the PICU was crying over the news about Mattie. Mattie has a way of working his way into your heart! I know that well. Mattie teamed up with Jocelyn and designed a boat, and Jocelyn's sisters were the opposing team. I hear they had a great time designing and racing. Naturally you know who won the race?! Mattie was thrilled to win a prize. Thanks Jenny and Jessie! You brought a smile to his face today, and he relived the excitement for us in the car ride home.

Left: The team is working on boat designs. Going from left to right is Meghan, Hannah, Mattie, and Katie (one of our wonderful HEM/ONC nurses)
Right: The boat designing continues! Featured from left to right is Meghan, Hannah, Mattie, and Jocelyn.
















Left: The dynamic duo! Jocelyn and Mattie!
Right: Mattie standing and VERY excited about the pending race! Mattie was excited about the new big bin for water that the clinic acquired.




















Left: Jocelyn giving a little wind help to the Team Mattie boat!
Right: Mattie and Jocelyn's boat!















Left: The proud winners of today's race!
Right: Mattie and Roxanne (his favorite nurse in the Lombardi clinic). Mattie is holding up his prize for winning the race!
















Left: Peter and I got back from our meeting with a Cyberknife specialist, and Mattie grabbed us to show us his prize. Peter and I were in shock with everything discussed today, and you can probably see this in our faces. Sitting on the floor next to Mattie is Kathleen (one of our fabulous HEM/ONC nurses from the PICU).
While Mattie was having a great time, Peter and I were having a heart wrenching conversation with Dr. Synder, Mattie's oncologist, and Dr. Shad, the Director of the Lombardi Pediatric Clinic. Dr. Synder was clearly heart broken today, and cried with us. I think all of Mattie's doctors are stunned HOW FAST this cancer came back and came back with a vengeance. In fact, Dr. Shad told me that Dr. Chahine (Mattie's lung surgeon) was truly upset about yesterday's news, since only two months ago he removed every lesion possible from Mattie's lungs. I have no doubt he did an excellent job. But Mattie's body had other plans. Dr. Synder presented Peter and I with various options to consider. All palliative care, meaning care to help keep him comfortable and without much pain, but certainly no options are left for a cure. So here was what was presented: 1) we could do nothing and let the disease take its course. If we select this option, with the level of aggression of the tumors, Mattie will most likely have significant pain by next week, and would only have a few weeks to live, 2) we could give him a different form of chemotherapy, however, this chemo would hopefully shrink or kill off the tumor, which sounds good in theory. But remember this isn't for a cure, the only true way to cure osteo is to surgically remove it. This is NO LONGER an option for Mattie because he has SO many tumors in his liver, lungs (over 20 in the right lobe alone), and behind the rib cage (a huge tumor over 2cm in size). So if we gave him chemo, he would become neutropenic, lose his hair, have nausea, and all the other risks associated with chemo. So why bother with this option? It doesn't provide a cure, and is only going to make him uncomfortable and prolong the inevitable. 3) The third option is to treat the liver and tumor behind the rib cage with radiation, cyberknife to be specific. So we met with the chief of the cyberknife department at Georgetown today. There are no adverse side effects to this treatment, and it would target the tumors, and hopefully shrink them or kill them off. Which would clearly help manage Mattie's pain. At the moment, the pain is becoming more intense for Mattie, and Peter and I have him on a Fentanyl transdermal patch and morphine. We are concerned about pain, and if Cyberknife can buy us more time, and give Mattie more comfort and a decent quality of life, then this seems like the best option. 4) The last option presented was going to MD Anderson in Texas and meet with a surgeon who specializes in removing tumors from the liver. That is all well and wonderful, but again what for? The cancer has spread to other inoperable areas, so to me doing surgery on Mattie without the promise of a cure is cruel.
Peter and I decided to treat Mattie with Cyberknife and this will begin next week. We have no time to lose. We have to shrink the tumors right away, before we lose the fight against pain. Before Mattie can undergo this procedure though, he will need to have all the fluid that has accumulated in his lungs removed. Because Mattie has tumors throughout his lungs, they are causing fluid to build up, and in fact his lungs right now are 1/3 filled with fluid, and his doctors have asked us to watch for shortness of breath. If this happens, he will need to be admitted for this procedure right away, and this involves putting a needle through his chest cavity to remove the fluid. I don't like the wait and see method at all. So I said NO, I am not waiting for him to have shortness of breath, I want the fluid out ASAP. So we are scheduling that for Monday, and it is my hope that Dr. Chahine can do this procedure for Mattie. I have embraced Dr. Chahine as part of our treatment team, and feel more at peace with him performing such a procedure. So in summary, Mattie is being admitted to the PICU on Monday. He will spend all of next week in the hospital. During that time, he will get the fluid removed from his lungs, they will start him on TPN (which stands for total parenteral nutrition). This nutrition will be IV, and go through Mattie's central line. The nutrition will contain vitamins, proteins, fats, and electrolytes. I have been opposed to this for quite some time, but I realize this is crucial now to Mattie's health, especially since he is unable to intake things by mouth. In addition, Mattie will need to undergo several CT guided procedures to have these "gold seeds" placed by his liver and rib cage. Apparently these gold seeds guide the robotic cyberknife machine to deliver concentrated forms of radiation to the appropriate sites. Mattie will then undergo three days worth of radiation. So this is the aggressive plan for next week. Mind you we have elected that Mattie be sedated for all Cyberknife procedures, since it involves a machine, sitting still for an hour, and without my presence.
Dr. Synder and Dr. Shad also spoke with Peter and I about hospice versus palliative care within the hospital. Hospice of course involves pain management and dying within your own home, and palliative care in the hospital means living within the PICU, and getting treated for pain and dying there instead. Peter and I are all over the place with this issue. I am torn. I love the HEM/ONC nurses, and I know they could provide us not only with excellent care, compassion, and support, but I also fear that Mattie won't be surrounded by his things and his cat in his last days on this earth. It is a very difficult decision, of which I am not ready to make, nor do I wish I had to make it.
After our visit to the clinic, we then took Mattie to the Lego store. Peter and I both felt like walking zombies, but we know Legos bring Mattie great joy and comfort. Here is the only positive thing in parenting a child with a terminal illness, the typical rules and boundaries that you have to set up to raise a responsible and morally minded child, NO LONGER apply. I can spoil him with whatever his heart desires, and not feel a bit guilty about that. That is where the positives end, though I am still Mattie's parent, and will always be, I am now foremost his friend and confidante. Pending death takes relationships to a whole other level of depth and dimension. On the ride out to the Lego store, I sat with Mattie in the back seat. At one point he grabbed my hand and told me that I promised him I would never leave him, and yet I did. I just looked at him dumbfounded. He then reminded me that last week at the ABBA concert, I went down closer to the stage with Abigail and left him alone. Certainly not alone, he was with Peter and Ann. But in his mind I abandoned him. He asked me never to do that again. Again, if Mattie was a healthy child, I would have to explain that this was a ridiculous request, but now, I certainly don't! He told me he loved me and always wanted to be with me. I told this story to Ann tonight, and she seemed floored by this conversation. I did not think about it this way, but perhaps she is right and that on some level Mattie feels that something is going on with his body, and he is telling me in his own way he is scared, and doesn't want to leave me. Needless to say, Mattie's tenderness, captured my heart tonight, and as Peter says all the time, how on earth are we going to recover from this devastation? I don't know! I really don't know. Last night, I told Ann, that without Mattie my purpose and meaning in life is gone. Ann responded back by saying that this wasn't true. That my life alone is very valuable and my presence is needed not only by Peter but by all those who touch my life. I told her she may need to remind me of this on a consistent basis, because right now, Mattie is my life, and I can't picture a life without him. I can't picture a life without being his parent, and a life where I can't see him grow up, and be a part of his life.

This evening Mattie was VERY busy. He built one of his Lego acquisitions. It is a cargo plane. I snapped a picture of Mattie with the plane. In addition, Mattie had Peter set up a HUGE camping tent in our living room. I have now lost sight of both my living and dining rooms! They are camping out tonight inside the tent, IV pole and all! I went down at 12:30am, to visit with them, because Mattie wasn't going to go to bed without chatting with me. In fact, Mattie wanted me to lie next to him for several minutes, and I have noticed that he really needs more emotional connections lately. Any case, he looks very cozy in this tent, and he has already established that I am sleeping in the tent with him tomorrow night! Lucky me!

We want to thank the Ferris family for providing us with a wonderful dinner last night and the McSlarrow family for a lovely and generous dinner tonight. We value your support and love!
I do want to acknowledge ALL the amazing e-mails I received today. I must have received at least 100 personal e-mails. They all mean a great deal to me. Some of you even e-mailed me at 2am. Normally I would have been up, but the beauty of Tylenol PM, helped me to sleep last night. I wish I could post every e-mail I received, but I would like to share seven messages with you tonight. The first message is from my friend, Charlie. Charlie wrote, "I so hoped you and Peter would have more time with Mattie. I really am at a loss for words and so all I can say is that I sit in sorrow and silence with you at this time. I've forwarded the news on to those I know who have been praying daily for Mattie as I know they will want to continue to pray for all of you now. As always, you are his mom and you knew even without the tests what was happening. Give yourself some time to absorb the news and shift gears; there is no formula for sorrow. Vicki and Peter, I grieve with thee."

The second message is from a fellow RCC parent and friend. Mark wrote, "I am up late tonight and just read your blog posting. Grace is asleep and I am trying to decide if I should wake her to have her read your very sad news. Our hearts have ached for both of you and Mattie throughout this entire horrible ordeal. You have fought so valiantly for your son's life and every decision you have made along the way were the only decisions you could have made -- you gave your son every chance that God and humanity could provide and you had another year of life with him. It has been a year filled, yes, with pain and sadness ... but also with much love and beauty and memories and laughter and achievements and milestones and teaching and learning and hope and strength. You have brought countless people together into a shared journey, united by the spirit and perseverance of a small boy who has taught us all something very big -- he has taught us how to live. We will stay with you through the rest of this journey and beyond. Mattie will forever be the sun rising in a brilliant splash of yellow, red and orange. Nothing changes today. We are with you and we are with him. Always. With the greatest respect, friendship, admiration, and awe."

The third message is from a fellow RCC parent and friend. Grace wrote, "There simply aren't adequate words, but I must try. Never question how you chose to fight this disease. From the start you have had the best gut instinct I've ever seen; know you did everything right. How could you not attack this nasty beast of a disease as aggressively as you did? You would always regret it and think, but what if we didn't listen to Sloan and tried the aggressive treatment anyway? I know you worry about what you put Mattie through, but think of it this way--regardless of what Mattie went through, your blog was always painted with the most beautiful photos of Mattie and others just beaming with joy. You and Mattie impossibly brought such happiness to the halls of a children's oncology ward. I will never forget the Abba songs and resulting smiles and so many other similar happy images. How incredible that you made Mattie so happy during this past year. And it's all due to your efforts to surround him with so many loving people. You rallied the forces to accomplish anything Mattie needed. Your gut always led to all the right tests being done and getting all the support he needed. You did everything right. Everything. And know that your efforts DID change the course of Mattie's future. Your beautiful little boy's life was extended and he had more HAPPY days on this earth because of you. I sit with a pit in my stomach as I type. I don't think I can sleep tonight, so please feel free to call me anytime tonight or e-mail if you need to just know someone else is awake and thinking of you. In continuing your valiant efforts to make Mattie happy, can I contact the Great Zucchini to have him stop by? He would happily stop by multiple times, and I know he wouldn't fail to bring a smile to Mattie's face. And would you be interested in having someone contact the Make A Wish foundation? What would Mattie's wildest dream be? We can make it happen.We love you so much and are so incredibly sorrowful. There are many heavy hearts around the world today that ache along with you and would do anything if they could only make things better. Please know that we are with you tonight and always."

The fourth message is from a fellow RCC parent and friend. Ashley wrote, "I sit in silence and stillness after reading the blog from yesterday, Vicki. Ifeel the news in my interior, circulating about as the past year runs through my mind and the weeks and months to come are envisioned in my imagination. The first image to come to me after some time in silence was from ecclesiastes in chapter four when the writer envisions a threefold cord. two are better than one, but two wrapped together with a third cord are hard to be broken. I see this several ways: you and Peter are each one cord, being held tightly together by a third cord, or the Holy (my primary image of God right now). or....the third cord can be a combination of several things. so you and Peter are each a cord, and the third cord is a combination of Mattie and the Holy, binding you all together like a braid and, even in death and dying, impossible to be broken. Vicki and Peter: we walk this road of death, dying and the end of Mattie's lifetime with you. The community created is also part of that third cord, impossible to be broken, sustained by love and compassion in your brokeness and pain beyond words. I know you have your catholic priests but also know you have a protestant pastor, waiting in the wings if needed to create ritual, sustain memory, and to witness Mattie's Great Labor with life and dignity bound together with that three fold cord."

The fifth message if from one of my mentors and former chair of the counseling department at the George Washington University. Sylvia wrote, "There are no words big enough to capture this devastating news & its effects. You are all in my prayers. When you go to that "what if" place, know that you have the resources to not stay there. Even one extra day with Mattie is worth your good decisions on his behalf. The blog and its pictures of Mattie's joys show clearly that there many days this past year when along with the pain there was joy and love. Those experiences will always be there as you walk this pathway with each other."

The sixth message is from the transporters from the Dept of Defense. Thanks Charlie for sharing Mattie's story with the transporters. Response from the 150 plus members on the Transporter email list today regarding Mattie's recurrence: "This one hurts. I can only say that Heaven needs Mattie and in the words of Charles Erwin, Mattie will be welcome and there will be a vast improvement. My heart goes out to the family and all those that stood by Mattie." ~ Sandy and the Transporters of the Dept of Defense

The final message is from a colleague and friend. Susan H. wrote, "I am sitting here after having just read last night's blog entry. I had an appointment. out of town this morning so didn't get it read before I left. My computer keyboard is now wet with tears. I am so very sorry that you have received this news. Throughout these months I have tried picturing Mattie in adulthood as he tells the story of what he overcame several years before. I was SO hoping that would be the outcome. I'm over a thousand miles away but my heart is right there with you. Mattie, and your blog have been positively infectious in drawing people into your lives, to educate us, to surround you with love and hope. The love continues, the hope changes to focus on moving forward, and emotional healing, as well as the continued connectedness between the three of you that seems so powerful and memorable."

August 5, 2009

Wednesday, August 5, 2009

Wednesday, August 5, 2009 - Today our world changed forever!

Quote of the day: "Oh, the comfort, the inexpressible comfort of feeling safe with a person, having neither to weigh thoughts nor measure words, but pouring them all out, just as they are, chaff and grain together, certain that a faithful hand will take and sift them, keep what is worth keeping, and with a breath of kindness blow the rest away." ~ Dinah Craik

Tonight, I write with a heavy heart to let you know that Mattie's fight is coming to an end. We learned today, after I insisted on an ultrasound and an abdominal CT scan, that Mattie's cancer has spread back to his lungs, as well as his liver and stomach. It is everywhere! This is a fast moving disease in Mattie, because you will remember he had a sternotomy in June, and every known osteo lung tumor was removed at that point. Almost two months later, there are tumors everywhere.


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. Thank you Ann for the courage and support to do the right thing.


I also want to acknowledge Linda (Mattie's childlife 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 ons. 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.


I snapped a picture of Mattie in the gardens today and at physical therapy. He had an abbreviated session, but did get up and walked, which is amazing considering he was in pain.




















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 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.

Ann came over tonight to play with Mattie, so that Peter and I could just let this news be absorbed. Despite the fact that Peter and I feel like we have been hit by a truck, Mattie had a wonderful time with Ann. He loves his water play (in fact I found him washing one of our Victrola records), and then he and Ann built a barrier to keep Peter and I out. I know Mattie's news hit Ann hard as well, since she has been my force of Hope throughout the entire year. To some extent it is hard to admit or accept defeat, and we have to pause and figure out what are the next steps in Mattie's care. Peter and I can't thank Ann enough for sitting in this with us, and accepting us in whatever state she found us in tonight.






Peter is coming with me tomorrow to the hospital, so we can discuss options of care, and how long Mattie has to live. I just can't believe I am even writing this.
I end tonight's posting with two messages. The first message is from my friend, Charlie. Charlie wrote, "Unfortunately, it really doesn't take much to throw many adults off of a sleep schedule and once that happens it is very difficult to resume any sort of normal rhythm. I know it is awful to lie awake in the small hours of the night and think about the "what ifs." All the advice in the world seems to pale in contrast to the very stark issues you are facing with Mattie right now. I have to say that I agree with you that it is very possible that Mattie has a physical reason for his abdominal pain and refusal to eat. I hope that the problem can be found and resolved quickly so that Mattie can begin to enjoy eating and gain strength once again. I realize that in addition to this being a major obstacle to Mattie's recovery physically, it is also an emotional issue for you as it would be for any of us who are moms. All mothers want to provide good nourishment for their children, to be unable to do so is a tremendous problem and can make you feel as if your mothering skills are inadequate. This could not be further from the truth; Mattie is currently surviving on your love and emotional strength; I truly don't know how he's come this far in recovery with these digestive problems plaguing him. I pray the doctors find the source of the difficulty quickly and that the answer is one that is easy to implement and gives both you and Mattie quick relief so that he can begin to eat and grow in strength."

The second message is from my mom. My mom wrote, "I have no doubt that you are suffering from some effects of PTSD as I feel afflicted by the same syndrome every time I read the blog and vicariously experience the HELL you are living through. It is very easy to offer armchair advice from a safe distance away from the situation you contend with daily, but living "in the trenches" as you are, there is no clear pathway to the goal of restoring Mattie back to good health that has been tried before and proven to work.. Just when you think you have a workable plan to restore Mattie back to good health, new complications arise and must be immediately addressed. You discover through your experiences that there are unintended consequences in the original treatment plan that can not be controlled and that are serious enough to interrupt the functioning of the body''s healthy organs and cause chronic long term problems. Suddenly the targets that once seemed so reachable require modification or must be delayed to attend to other more immediate health threats . Since you have NO control over medical events or any of the side effects of chemo and drugs, you are at the mercy of a landscape that can change unexpectedly and a roadmap that remains forever elusive. It would be wonderful if every step was predictable and easy to follow as ABC but that is not the reality of cancer. You have done an outstanding job of staying on top of things no matter how treacherous the pathway ahead. So remain alert, avoid the pitfalls and take all the necessary detours you must till you once again find the magical " yellow brick road" that will give Mattie the best possible chance to be healthy and lead a normal life., If anyone deserves to be like Dorothy in "The Wizard Of Oz" it's you!"

August 4, 2009

Tuesday, August 4, 2009

Tuesday, August 4, 2009

Quote of the day: "Things can fall apart, or threaten to, for many reasons, and then there's got to be a leap of faith. Ultimately, when you're at the edge, you have to go forward or backward; if you go forward, you have to jump together." ~ Yo-Yo Ma

As I suspected last night was a hard night. Not that any of our nights are easy, but Mattie's stomach pain was out of control. Tylenol did not work, Kytril (his anti-emetic) did nothing, and forget Prevacid! As the night wore on, I saw that the only relief Mattie was going to get was to break down and give him Morphine. I was so thrilled to have all these pain medications behind us, but somehow, this wasn't meant to be. After about 30 minutes post-morphine consumption, Mattie started to slow down. But he was highly anxious, so I decided to lie next to him and rub his head and arm, until he finally shut off for the night. However, after a four hour ordeal of crying and screaming in pain, I was so worn out, yet so strung out I couldn't sleep! Prior to Mattie's illness, I was the best sleeper, now, I am a walking case study. I can't fall asleep, and even if I am asleep, my body is naturally programmed to wake up every two hours. I thank the PICU very much for this new and unhealthy sleep pattern. I remember Mattie's psychiatrist telling me there is a high correlation between children with cancer, and their parents who develop PTSD. I don't have PTSD, and neither does Peter, but I can see definite aspects of it developing in myself. Being on heightened alert, with constant memories of the tortures of surgery and chemotherapy on your child, are indeed hard things for a parent to live through and survive. After Mattie went to bed, I sat in his room, in the dark, and I couldn't fall asleep mostly because that is when my mind goes into over drive. Fortunately for me, Ann and Alison (our manager of the Mattie fund, and our communications coordinator) e-mailed me about things, which kept me engaged, and frankly I couldn't make it this year without technology. It is through text messages and e-mails, that I keep my sanity. Every e-mail I receive and supportive comment means a great deal to me during these lonely and difficult times.

I know some of you are e-mailing me with concerns about my health. I appreciate your e-mails and I want you to know that Alison and Ann are working with me to find more steady childcare support. However, finding the right person and match for Mattie is of utmost importance. Though I embrace the help, a part of me can't help but feel as if I am failing Mattie by not being able to continue my 24/7 routine. I assure you Alison is helping me face this reality and reframe the situation, which I appreciate. I am thankful that Alison is taking this on for me now, because I neither have the energy or where with all to deal with interviews of potential people. Thank you Alison!

I went through the day today, very concerned about Mattie's stomach. Mattie is virtually eating nothing. Not just today but for the past few days. Between not eating, and his intense pains, I couldn't stand the stress. I left Mattie's doctor several messages today and we eventually connected in the afternoon. Mattie had his therapy appointment with Dr. Biel, his psychiatrist. Mattie looks forward to these meetings, but I could tell Mattie was annoyed at me when I told Dr. Biel about some of my social concerns regarding Mattie. Dr. Biel always meets with Mattie and I five minutes before his session starts. Today, Mattie couldn't wait for me to leave the room, and he found the concerns I was expressing highly inflammatory. Dr. Biel will be meeting with Peter and I alone next week to discuss Mattie's progress and our next steps.

After his therapy session, Mattie started to complain of pain, was getting anxious about the pain becoming out of control, and insisted on going home. Mind you Mattie had a physical therapy appointment this afternoon but he refused to go. I could have forced him, but I could see he was in no physical or mental state of mind for a productive session. I was so overwrought by all of this, I called Peter. Not that I wanted him to say anything, I just landed ranting on the phone. Basically I was more determined than ever that get to the bottom of this stomach issue, because I can't believe the not eating in Mattie's case is psychological. I feel he has a true physical issue going on.

Later this afternoon, Dr. Synder, Mattie's oncologist, called me. We spoke for over 30 minutes. She shares my concerns, and is taking an aggressive stance about this. Tomorrow I will call to schedule an abdominal ultrasound for Mattie. If this is inconclusive, we will arrange for an abdominal CT scan. In addition, Dr. Synder is having us consult with a GI physician, who will determine if a potential endoscopy is necessary. Dr. Synder doesn't feel as if Mattie has an ulcer, based on where the pain seems to be radiating from. Mattie's pain is on the right side, near his rib cage. Dr. Synder said that if he had an ulcer, he would feel it more on his left side, where the stomach is. She also feels that we need to rule out issues with Mattie's liver and gall bladder. Though all of this is down right scary, Dr. Synder told me that if Mattie doesn't start eating soon, he will be placed on a feeding tube. She asked me if it made sense to tell Mattie this. I told her I believe being honest with Mattie, and I stick to that conviction, however, I told her that I don't think this potential threat will inspire Mattie to eat. I told her that I as a parent, can't force Mattie to eat when I believe something is physically wrong with him. If all the testing proves to me that nothing is wrong, then I will deal with the psychological issues around not eating. But for now, I am not taking this stance, because in my heart of hearts I feel something is medically wrong!

While I was having this conversation with Dr. Synder, Marisa arrived to help me with Mattie. This was helpful, because typically if it were just Mattie and I alone, I couldn't have such a lengthy phone call. Dr. Synder did say that she is sorry I am dealing with this now, because for most cancer patients who are three months post-chemo, things should be on the upswing. I haven't experienced that high yet and frankly wonder if I ever will. I did appreciate Dr. Synder acknowledging the emotional side of this, which is one of the reasons I find her so unique to her profession.

Needless to say, today's stress over Mattie's stomach weighs heavy on our minds. At one point today, Ann called me, since she had text messaged me throughout the day over this issue, and asked how she could help me. I am not sure what you say about someone who is balancing so much already, but would drop things to offer help. The frustrating thing about Mattie's condition is HOW DO YOU HELP? This is something Ann and I discuss often. We are both proactive people, but when dealing with cancer, there are many times where there is nothing you can do, and the only thing that helps is to stop and talk it through. Peter and I thank God each day that Ann took on the role as our Team Mattie coordinator, and through all this coordination arose a beautiful friendship based on mutual respect and support.

While Marisa was with Mattie this afternoon, I went to have a pedicure. It was lovely to sit for a while. I brought a book to read, but I couldn't even focus on the words. So instead I just sat there and watched people. One of my favorite past times! I then went to visit Ann's dad for a bit tonight in his rehabilitation facility. I think he was surprised to see me since I normally only visit on a weekend, but we had a lovely conversation together, and he told me that it was just impossible not to like me. That comment touched my heart!

We want to thank the Cavanaugh's for a wonderful home cooked dinner tonight. We loved the fish and the salad, and loved your blueberry cobbler! Thank you for your continued support.

I would like to end tonight's posting with two messages. The first one is from my friend, Charlie. Charlie wrote, "Well, Monday was definitely why they coined the phrase, "two steps forward, one step back." Clearly not one of Mattie's best days. I am sure it is very difficult for you to constantly be the "ambassador" of Mattie's life when you want so much for him to be polite and social with others. I am sure it hurts when he shuts down and you feel others may be judging you for his behavior. Those of us who know you, know what you've gone through this past year; we know how far Mattie has come and how you've given your life and your heart so that he could get to this point. Those who don't know but are willing to judge, well, they should walk a mile in the shoes of a parent like yourself and then see how they feel. I bet that they would be far more compassionate and forgiving after that. I pray you are able to get to the bottom of Mattie's stomach and eating problems. It is difficult for a child (or anyone) to gain strength without eating and I would hate to see Mattie put on tube feedings or any other sort of medical intervention for feeding."

The second message is from my mom. My mom wrote, "Your advocacy for Mattie has created a host of admirers who read the blog and marvel at the skill with which you hone in on the medical issues that remain troubling because they are vaguely understood and border on the brink of the experimental in medical knowledge. Nonetheless, these issues require solutions for Mattie to lead a normal life. Your quest for answers and solutions is a hallmark of the passion and devotion you have for Mattie. Anyone who knows you knows that you are focused and persistent and that if Mattie is a strong willed boy, he has certainly inherited that trait from his mother. His basic nature will propel him forward but at a price. He must understand WHY he is required to do something before you can engage him wholeheartedly to participate and embrace what he is told to do. if anyone can reach him it is you, as you have reached so many others, giving them a deeper understanding of everyday matters that daily affect their lives. Your teaching skills give all of us many teachable moments so never doubt the power of your shared perspective on life. However, the cost of remaining vigilant and ever watchful in caring for Mattie is high but very necessary given that Mattie's recovery is at the crossroads and although the signs are encouraging because of his feistiness and drive to live, this is a dangerous battle with twists and turns that remain unpredictable and hard to accept. Remember, even though he sometimes resists cooperating in the process of rehabilitation that Mattie's stubbornness may ultimately be what drives his recovery! He has a better track record for dealing with the reality of his situation than most adults facing problems of their own. With respect to his care and treatment over the course of the last year, you must always remember your value and stay resilient, strong and proactive. That is what you do best! Remember too, that you are the 5 star General in this battle for without you in the leadership role, the enemy has the upper hand! With you in command, the enemy can and will be defeated!"

August 3, 2009

Monday, August 3, 2009

Monday, August 3, 2009

Quote of the day: “What we do for ourselves dies with us. What we do for others and the world remains and is immortal." ~ Albert Pine

None of us seemed to be able to fall asleep last night. We were all up until around 2am. Aspects of Mattie's situation stress me out and I may physically look okay to those of you who see me, but the reality is I am the kind of person who internalizes stress and feelings. Ironic no, since I write about them every night! These feelings have to come out somewhere. However, last night, I had a terrible migraine, and Peter was worried about me, so despite being tired, he massaged my head. It was that simple act of kindness that made me feel better and literally helped me to shut my mind off and go to sleep. Peter tells me this morning, that I turned to him before he went to sleep in Mattie's room (Peter gave me another night without Mattie duty, so he spent the night monitoring Mattie while he was on an IV) and like a child I asked him to tuck me in. Needless to say that brought a chuckle to me today! I guess in times of sheer exhaustion, we all revert back to these childlike needs.

This morning Peter told me that Mattie was up multiple times last night complaining of stomach pain. Mattie actually calls it hip and rib pain. But based on where he is pointing it appears to be his stomach. None the less when he points to a bone, like a rib, I completely become unravelled. Certainly not visually to Mattie, but my heart sinks, with the internal question.... is this osteosarcoma? What a way to live one's life! Any case, Peter landed up giving Mattie Tylenol twice last night, and I have had to give him Tylenol every four hours today. Certainly this concerns me. In addition to the stomach pain, he basically ate little to nothing today. Dr. Synder, Mattie's oncologist, is back from her trip to Ireland, and I have bombarded her with e-mails for the past two days. Naturally several have been about Mattie's stomach. As you may recall Mattie was prescribed two different antibiotics for his ulcer. One antibiotic, a form of Biaxin, was SO HATEFUL, that even we refused to give it to him. Peter is my taste tester and when he confirmed that it tasted like chalked poison, that was enough for me. So I worked with Dr. Synder today to find an alternative. That problem has been resolved, one down and many others still to contend with!

Mattie and I played Legos for HOURS today. However, despite all this play, he was engaged and focused on building, which made the hours go by quickly. Mattie had a physical therapy appointment with Anna this afternoon, so we packed up and headed to the hospital. When we entered the PT waiting room, there were other children in it. Many of them were fascinated by Mattie and his wheelchair. They all started talking to their parents about "the child in the wheelchair." Needless to say, this wasn't what Mattie needed to hear today before therapy. So after signing Mattie in, we waited in the hallway rather than the waiting room, because this whole conversation was making Mattie uncomfortable. Sure I could have made this into a teachable moment, but there are just some times in life, where you neither have the energy or the desire to do so.

When Anna greeted us, she wanted Mattie to begin the session with walking, using a walker. Mattie wasn't eager to do this, and told Anna all about his ulcer instead. What the real issue was Mattie was intimidated by the posterior walker that was in the clinic. Anna and I worked on an arrangement that instead of dragging his in-home walker back and forth to the hospital, Mattie would just use the clinic walker for his therapy sessions. Well the clinic walker is DIFFERENT from the one he has at home. It is actually a better model, but regardless, Mattie was afraid of falling, and there was no way we would even take a step with it. So naturally tomorrow, I will be dragging the one from home into the clinic! Mattie continued to be difficult throughout the session. Anna took out a razor like scooter for Mattie to work with, in which he had to put one foot on the scooter, and the other foot had to push off the ground. There was NO way Mattie would even attempt this task. So I was desperate, because he basically was shutting down from doing any movement today. I told him if he tried it two to three times, that I would do anything he wanted me to do in the PT gym. Of course that was risky, but desperate times call for desperate measures. Even Anna got a chuckle out of this proposition. So Mattie said if he went on the scooter, I would have to do somersaults and jump around like a kangaroo. No problem! I agreed to it. He did this scootering, and I did not disappoint. The therapists were actually disappointed they did not take a picture of me! Mattie had me on floor scooters today as well, doing all sorts of obstacle courses and so forth. However, Mattie had a very difficult time embracing the parallel bars today, which Anna uses to help Mattie walk. He stood up with the help of the bars, but Mattie's stubbornness today reminded me of trying to move a donkey when the donkey has made up his mind that he isn't going anywhere. Mattie landed up in tears, and the session quickly concluded. We can only hope for a better day tomorrow.

After the session, Mattie and I headed to the pharmacy to pick up his new antibiotic prescription. While at the pharmacy several people attempted to talk to Mattie, there was one mother and daughter duo who were fawning all over him. He just looked at them and wasn't sure what to make out of the fact that they thought he was cute and they wanted to adopt him. When we got home, Mattie met up with two of our neighbors, and he ignored both of them as well while they were talking to him. I certainly understand that there will be moments that Mattie won't feel up to talking, but this shutting down and off bothers me. I am tired of serving as Mattie's social ambassador. Maybe this is my issue, and I should just let Mattie experience other people's reactions when he shuts down. At some point it will come to this, but right now he is too fragile for this kind of reality.

As the evening continued, Mattie started to complain of intense stomach pain. He always presents these major issues around dinner time. Needless to say, he made tonight's dinner very unpleasant, as he usually does. I pushed more medication into him this evening, with hopes that the pain would subside. But I can feel that I will have a fun night ahead of me with multiple complaints and disrupted sleep.

We want to thank Beth E. for a wonderful homecooked meal. Thank you Beth for the wonderful roasted chicken and broccoli. I also thank you for the brownies and for baking fresh bread for Mattie! We really appreciate your continued support!

I end tonight's posting with a message from my friend, Charlie as well as a link to a song she sent me. Charlie wrote, "I think it is terribly sad the way we treat the elderly and the ill. We close them away as if not seeing them would somehow protect the rest of us from becoming that way. It is the same reason that people either stare at or refuse to look at Mattie; it is an unwillingness to face our own mortality. Unfortunately when we do that we go through our lives as if they would be this way forever and fail to do the things that would make them meaningful because we act as if we have all the time in the world. In a moment, in a heartbeat, all can change and we should be able to say, I can look back and see the kindnesses and good things I've done outweigh the times I failed; truthfully, that's all that matters in the long run. Vicki, you have more than done your share of things for others and this is true for many of those you mention in the blog especially Ann and many of the staff at Georgetown. Even Brandon and Jocelyn, who have reason to be self centered are not; they stand as models of how to be the best person you can be and I thank them for their efforts and their examples. Sunday sounds like it was a good day overall; I am delighted to hear that Mattie's leg is straightening and that he is making gains on a number of fronts. The path to wellness is never smooth but I hope the bumps get smaller and the retreats shorter. Since it is Monday, I expect you will be at the hospital today and I hope all goes well in therapy for Mattie and that you get a moment to eat and to relax."

Charlie sent me the link to Trace Adkins' song, "All I ask for anymore." The lyrics of the song are very meaningful, because it discusses how our thoughts and behaviors evolve once we have children. In essence "there will be no me, myself, and I" anymore! I think this is SO true because as a parent you can't be unifocused anymore, it is a reality or wake up call that there are things out there bigger than ourselves. Caring for even a healthy child requires a great deal of energy, compassion, patience, and love. I will always first and foremost always be a parent and therefore have experienced this vision change, but having a child with cancer, has forced me to experience a profound change that almost makes living in my every day world seem surreal or uncomfortable. Any case, I thought parents reading this blog would love and relate to this song on some level!

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kkJA1rL_Ga8

August 2, 2009

Sunday, August 2, 2009

Sunday, August 2, 2009

Quote of the day: "Love is a condition in which the happiness of another person is essential to your own." ~ Robert Heinlein (Science Fiction writer)

Peter and I had to wake Mattie up this morning. He was so exhausted from the past couple of days, he couldn't get out of bed. When Mattie stood up and got out of bed, Peter and I were stunned. Mattie literally put his right foot flat on the ground and his knee looked a lot straighter. We are insisting that Mattie wear his leg brace to bed to stretch out his leg (which appears to be frozen at a 32 degree angle), and apparently it seems to be making a difference. Technically Mattie should wear this brace for a good chunk of the day as well, but Mattie has been absolutely opposed to this. Now you are probably saying to yourself, I don't get it. He is a child and you are his mom, I should be able to just get him to wear the brace. However, I can assure you, that would greatly underestimate Mattie's personality, stubbornness, and perseverance. When he has his mind made up, forget it. Now it is a matter of proving to him that it will work, and slowly he will rationalize for himself that in order to walk, he will need a straight leg, and to help get a straight leg, he has to wear his brace. Today was the first step into that pathway of logical reasoning. It was a memorable moment, and if I had my camera upstairs, I would have snapped a picture. It was that noteworthy! I can't wait to tell Anna on Monday.

Mattie was very excited that today was going to be a "boys" day. Mattie and Peter spent the whole day together, without me in the picture. Just like they would have done in the past, prior to Mattie getting sick, Peter and Mattie ran weekend chores. They went to Target and grocery shopping to name a few stops. Since I was cooking tonight, I sent Peter out to buy some things that I knew they both would want to eat if I had the energy to cook in the evening. They had a fun day of playing, building, goofing around, and even eating. I am so happy they can have these times together and even though I know Peter is tired, I have come to accept these breaks and not feel guilty for leaving.

This afternoon, I met up with Ann and visited with her parents. As many of you know, Ann's dad is temporarily in a rehabilitation facility trying to get his strength back from a recent hospital admission. Ann brought her mom over from a different assisted care facility to visit with her dad, and I am sure to some extent being separated from each other for this period of time is difficult since they have come to rely on each other for over 50 years. It is funny, I just met Mary and Sully (Ann's parents) this year, yet to some extent it seems like we have known each other for a much longer period of time. Perhaps it is because we are bound by cancer, since they lost their son to cancer two years ago, or the fact that we all have great respect for Ann. I am not sure, but visiting them on the weekend, makes me happy. It makes me happy for various reasons. First of which is I know the loneliness they experience and deeply feel as they live in an institutional setting. Having lived in a PICU for 11 months on and off, I feel this has opened my eyes to the feelings of isolation experienced by older adults who spend the majority of their days in hospitals, assisted living, and nursing facilities. The issues of older adults is not something new to me, this is my area of research and clinical interest, however, no amount of reading on the subject matter, or listening and counseling clients, could ever replace the insights I personally lived through this year. If I can spend a few hours with Mary and Sully, talking with them, hearing stories about old times, stimulate them cognitively, and make them feel connected to the outside world, then I consider this time well spent. I find it absolutely heart breaking that in our Country the older adult population for the most part is isolated and in many cases forgotten by the rest of society, as if we have to put this population into facilities, because seeing them, hearing about their pains and ailments, and interacting with them is too horrific for us. I can't help but say to myself, but there but for the grace of God go I. So I try to imagine how I would wish to be treated when I, God willing, get into my 80s and 90s.

I learned to be the kind of caregiver that I am from watching my mom care intensely for three years for my grandmother, who was a stroke survivor. I witnessed the profound effect that caregiving can have on a loved one, so much so that when I entered graduate school, I knew that caregiving was going to be my area of clinical specialty. My mom's experience with caregiving has given her great insights, which you can see she expresses well when she writes about the toll that Mattie's care is having on me. But for the first time today, and I have no idea why, I had a revelation. I have been visiting and supporting Mary and Sully, and yet not really acknowledging the amazing work Ann is doing for them each and every day. Caregiving means much more than an occasional visit, bringing a meal, providing flowers and clean laundry. Caregiving is a selfless job, and most likely if you talk with caregivers, they won't even acknowledge their intense roles. It is just a part of who they are, which is providing constant support, serving as a liaison with the medical community, being a full time cook, managing medications, finances, and living arrangements, but most profoundly it means seeing your loved one disengage from society, become more disabled, and in essence losing a piece of the person you know and love on a daily basis. Sometimes I wonder what is harder to deal with, losing an older adult immediately from a massive stroke or heart attack for example, or seeing them slowly and painfully suffer from the devastation of an illness or disease? Neither is easy, but having lived through watching someone I love suffer, it is a very hard picture to remove from your mind's eye. It stays with you forever, and at times it erases the happy times and memories, because it leaves you with a level of sadness that is indescribable. So I guess tonight I pause and thank God for all the family caregivers out there, who do their jobs quietly, diligently, and lovingly. I have no doubt God holds a special place in his heart for us. For without family caregivers our older adult population with illnesses would be at the mercy of a health care system and nursing facilities who neither have the time, patience, compassion, or commitment to stop and listen to the concerns and desires of their patients much less the family members caring for them.

While I was visiting Ann's parents, Peter kept sending me text messages. But this was very sweet because he was relaying messages to me from Mattie. Apparently Mattie missed me today, not in a way that I had to come home, but in a way that showed he appreciated me. It was very touching. When I arrived home, I got a big greeting (absence does make the heart grow fonder), and then I started putting dinner together. Another first, after I cooked dinner, Mattie wanted to join us outside on the deck to eat. I was excited at the notion that he was actually going to eat, and he led us in grace, but then after eating a few bits, he began to have his usual intense stomach pain. Despite the pain, he stayed with us at the table, and talked to us about his day. So in my assessment, though not a good eating meal, it was a moment for all of us to be together.

I end tonight's posting with a message from my friend, Charlie. Charlie wrote, "Vicki, I was so delighted to see that you got out on Saturday with Peter, even if most of the time was taken up running errands. I think it is good for Mattie to have some time away from the two of you when you can manage it and Mattie's emotional state will allow it. Trolls and "bug baking" must have made for an interesting morning. It is great that you all got to go out to the movie at the museum and that everyone, including Mattie had a good time. I hope to see more of those notes in the blog in the future. I understand what you are saying about trying to absorb everything around you, trying to gain as much as you can from every moment. It is an odd thing about us humans, we go through life quite unaware of much of what is going on around us until things are not going well and then we become very mindful of each moment. I am as always sorry that you and your family are going through this but grateful for the reminder to appreciate every one I care about and all the "gifts" I've been given. I hope this coming week brings some good advances for Mattie both physically and socially."

August 1, 2009

Saturday, August 1, 2009

Saturday, August 1, 2009

Quote of the day: "In helping others, we shall help ourselves, for whatever good we give out completes the circle and comes back to us." ~ Flora Edwards

Peter and I had a break together today, while Marisa watched Mattie. Marisa is the daughter of a friend and colleague of mine. Marisa came over with a bag full of trolls, dolls with funny and colorful hair. These dolls instantly engaged Mattie and he was off and playing. This was great for me, because while he was focused on Marisa, I moved bags of things downstairs and onto our deck so we could donate them today. It was wonderful to remove five large bags of things, but sad too because it doesn't even look like we even made a dent in Mattie's room!

Peter and I spent the first hour and a half running around doing chores. One of which was picking up Mattie's medications. The frustrating part was we had to bring the antibiotics home because they needed to be refrigerated. Going back home wasn't top on my list since I had just left, but I wasn't going to take a chance leaving the medication in the car, due to the heat. After all the chores, we had nice lunch together. We sat outside while having lunch, ate like a normal person, and actually had a chance to stop, think, and talk with one another. One of the first things to go, I have noticed, when you intensely care for someone, is that non essential conversation is eliminated. Peter and I bearly have time to chat with each other on relevant information as it pertains to Mattie's care. Our lives are so programmed that unless something is absolutely necessary it gets eliminated. Certainly this is understandable, as we are living through a chronic crisis, however, eliminating such things as conversation, peaceful meals together, and having time to reconnect does take a toll on us as individuals and a couple. While Peter and I were out, Marisa called us, and Mattie wanted us to come home. This call did not surprise me, but I was happy that he did manage without us for several hours. I am looking for the positive here. None the less, Peter and I really appreciated Marisa working for us today, because it gave us a much needed break.

When we arrived home, Mattie and Marisa were making plastic bugs together in this oven he received as a gift. Basically you can pour gel in metal molds, bake them, and out pops a bug. Delightful, no? Mattie wanted to make sure Marisa got to see the finished products before she left! After we said our good-byes to Marisa, we helped Mattie get ready to leave the house and go to the Smithsonian's Air and Space IMAX theatre, to see the movie, Night at the Museum. Mattie's preschool buddy, Alex, and his family invited us tonight, and it was a great adventure. Parking was easy, which is a feat in Washington, DC, and Mattie enjoyed seeing the activities and people at the museum. For those of you who haven't seen this movie, it is very humorous and creative. It is creative because at night, all the creatures and historical figures come back to life in the museum and interact with each other. I can honestly say this movie made me laugh, and this is something I don't get much of an opportunity to do. Mattie enjoyed the movie too and at one point I noticed he looked over to me and smiled. He was trying to check to see if I was having a good time, and seeing him smile made me very happy. I am sure I must be one of the only people on the planet who could tear up in this movie, but there is a scene between the main character and Amelia Earhart (remember at night these figures come back to life), in which Amelia thanks the main character for giving her a lifetime of fun in one night. Maybe that line wouldn't have meant anything to me a year ago, but now it has great meaning. Whenever I have a break, which isn't often, I feel the need to absorb everything around me in hopes it will change my feelings, outlook, and perspective. In essence I try to pack a lot into one free moment, in order to recapture happiness. Anycase, it is funny how cancer has changed my whole perspective on life, people, and the world around me, so much so that I can't go to even a movie without somehow applying it with my own life.

After the movie, we walked around a bit on the Washington Mall because it was a lovely evening. Peter took some pictures of Mattie and Alex together in front of the Capitol and the Washington Monument.



Mattie decided he wanted to walk home from the Washington Mall rather than drive back home. So literally I drove home by myself, and Peter walked home with Mattie. Mattie and Peter looked completely overheated by the time they got home, but Mattie enjoyed the fresh air and the walk. Mattie has been complaining of arm pain tonight, which of course always makes me nervous. But for tonight anyway I have rationalized the pain as pain from Friday's physical therapy session, where he put a lot of pressure on his arms to walk. It is just unsettling to hear about any aches and pains, because this brings back the memory of July 2008. I am hoping this fear goes away in time, but I am a realist.
I would like to end tonight's posting with a message from my friend, Charlie. Charlie wrote, "Sometimes when I read the blog I am exhausted when I finish and I wonder how you can possibly pack so much into one day. Friday was one of those days and I just wonder where you found the energy to keep going. Playing full out all morning with Mattie, lunch with Peter (that made me laugh, I could just hear you and Mattie telling him about Chefs Mattie and Sunshine), then a race home and packing up to go to the clinic for therapy. Anyone else would have quit there but you then went off to a play and dinner. Wow! I don't know how you did all that. I am sorry Mattie did not manage to make it through dinner and is still having so many eating problems. I was very touched by your mother's email about "chronic sorrow as a profound unhappiness that exists in your soul," coloring everything you see or do. I do agree with that and I realize that every time you see other children doing things Mattie currently cannot, this feeling comes to the forefront. I also know that if you isolate yourself (and Mattie) you run the risk of becoming depressed on top of this. Perhaps the temporary solution is somewhere in between for now, to ration your time to what you feel you and Mattie can handle. I know that those who care about you and Mattie will understand your need to protect both of you. This is truly a difficult balancing act but if anyone can do it, you can. I hope Saturday's sunshine puts a smile in Mattie's heart."

July 31, 2009

Friday, July 31, 2009

Friday, July 31, 2009

Quote of the day: “Love and magic have a great deal in common. They enrich the soul, delight the heart. And they both take practice." ~ Anonymous

Mattie had another late night on Thursday, and I don't think I actually got to bed until 2am. My level of exhaustion continues to rise, and without much sleep, my migraine remains pretty consistent. Mattie woke up early and of course wanted to play. He is very focused on playing our restaurant scenario all week. I probably should elaborate on it for you, so you understand the level of fun and creativity he is having as we play our parts. In the scenario, Mattie plays Chef Mattie, but I am a chef too. My name is Chef Sunshine. Chef Sunshine is a piece of work, talks like Scarlett O'Hara, and cooks VERY bizarre things like roaches, spiders, and other bugs (you can see Mattie has gotten to me with his bugs). Mattie thinks I am absolutely hysterical when I talk like this. Due to the nature of what Chef Sunshine cooks and serves to people, it should be NO surprise that she has been reported to the health department. Our play scenes always involve a visit from the health department, a visit from the police, and of course Chef Sunshine's fast talking wit to get out of being fined or arrested.
At lunch time, Mattie and I walked several blocks to meet Peter for lunch. Peter suggested this, and Mattie was actually excited to have lunch out. A definite first! This was actually a meal where we all sat down for more than five minutes and ate and talked. We filled Peter in on our restaurant play scenario that we have been playing all week. Peter couldn't get over this bizarre story, and as Mattie and I were reliving the stories for Peter, we both were laughing. As Peter commented to me, he hadn't seen me laugh in a long time. So certainly in the midst of HOURS of play, there are good moments, and I wanted to make sure I reflected on that, but despite these good moments, it is hard to capture them and balance them when we are so tired and the demands of Mattie's care seems endless.
After lunch we walked back home, but it started to rain. I can assure you a wheelchair never moved so quickly through the streets of Washington, DC as it did today! Mattie was practically timing me. Not a great thing to do, when I am already wiped out. We got home, played more, and then packed up and headed for physical therapy. Today I brought Mattie's walker into clinic. It was quite a juggling act dealing with the rain, Mattie in a wheelchair, and dragging the walker behind me. At one point I wanted to just stop and scream, ARE YOU KIDDING ME?! We did make it to clinic and Mattie had a good therapy session. I took many pictures of his accomplishments today that I wanted to share with you.

Left: Mattie using his walker for the FIRST time in months!
Right: Mattie brought a rubber fly with him to his session. He had to walk to the fly, and then squash it with "Steve," his right foot.






















Left: Mattie throwing a 3 pound ball at Anna, and Anna batting it.
Right: Mattie did a great deal with these large therapy balls. He rolled them with his feet, but he also picked them up, raised his arms and threw them.















Left: Mattie even tried walking up steps today. This was quite complicated for him, but he did try it. By the time the session was over, he did not want to move at all. Though he had a good session, he can direct many of his negative feelings about the process onto me. So I experienced a lot of snappy and nasty behavior post therapy. I have learned to put this all into perspective, but there are some days I can handle this better than others. Today wasn't one of those days, mostly because I am simply tired of ALL of this.

When Mattie and I arrived home, we got a call from Dr. Gonzales. Dr. Gonzales is one of the HEM/ONC attending physicians, she has been working with us while Dr. Synder is on vacation. Dr. Gonzales called to follow up on many of my concerns that I aired yesterday. The first of which was Mattie's stomach issues. Back in May, tests were run on a stool sample of Mattie's to assess for the presence of H. pylori, a bacteria responsible for peptic ulcers. Turns out that test was positive back in May, but additional blood work was going to be done, because I was told the stool sample test can produce many false positive results. Lovely! So since that time, each week I would ask about the blood test results. Each time, I heard no results were back. So finally yesterday I told Dr. Gonzales that this was ridiculous, and I wanted an answer because in my assessment Mattie has an issue, and it isn't being addressed. So today Dr. Gonzales found all the results, and indeed Mattie also has a antigen in his blood for H. pylori. So in essence he has an ulcer. Finally! Something to explain his symptoms. Mattie will begin treatment for an ulcer tomorrow, which involves being on two different antibiotics for two weeks, as well as taking prevacid. However, Dr. Gonzales feels the ulcer issue doesn't explain his lack of eating. So she would like to start Mattie on Megace next week. Megace is a man-made chemical similar to the female hormone progesterone. Megace is used to treat loss of appetite and weight loss in certain patients. It is either that or Marinol, which is a derivative of Marijuana. Given Mattie's sensitivities to things, we are opting against using Marinol. At this point I am desperate to get him to eat, but if this appetite stimulant doesn't work, then more invasive methods like a feeding tube have been posed to me.

This evening Mattie was invited to a play. Ann's daughters were performing and Abigail personally invited Mattie on Tuesday. Mattie THOROUGHLY enjoyed the play. His body was moving to the music and he really seemed engaged and having a good time. Mattie sat next to Jackson, who some of you may remember from our July 4th trip. Jackson is Liz's son, and Liz is a good friend of Ann's. Any case, the boys had a good time next to each other. After the play was over, we all went out to dinner together. Michael (Ann's son) came in our car, and Mattie and Michael had a wonderful time chatting with each other. Mattie had a prism in the back seat with him, and Michael was showing him all the neat things you can do with it. Michael is 9, but despite his young age I was impressed with how patient he was with Mattie and he couldn't have been a better assistant to have along (helped me with the wheelchair, closed the trunk for me, etc...). I told Michael I would hire him! He seemed very proud of this comment, and what instantly struck me is that helping others gives all of us a way to feel important, responsible, and connected to another human being. In any case, it was a wonderful to see the empathy, level of sensitivity, and concern Michael expressed toward Mattie, and it did not end once the car ride was over. Michael stuck with Mattie throughout the evening, helped him order his food, and then let me know what Mattie was able to actually eat.

Despite Mattie being surrounded by people who cared about him, mid meal, Mattie looked at me, and waved me over. By the time I got to him he was crying. He said he felt nauseous and sick and he wanted to go home. Mind you I was in the process of trying to eat. But tonight is not unlike any other night, where eating is an expendable chore. Ann and her friend, Liz, helped me get packed up, and assisted me getting Mattie to the car. So I left tonight pondering, is it worth doing these outings? It is worth trying to pretend to be normal? Clearly we are not normal, and seeing what other children are able to do and participate in, only further upsets me, because this is not Mattie's life, nor do I know when it will be. I have no answers to any of my questions, other than I continue to grieve for a life that no longer exists.

When we got home tonight, Peter gave Mattie Kytril (his anti-emetic). Peter stayed home this evening in an attempt to start cleaning out stacks of toys and things that have accumulated over 12 months. We have so many things, that it literally could take me weeks to sift through. I appreciate Peter making a dent into this project, but we have SO much more to do. However, in the grand scheme of things, do I care that things are piling up around me? I guess a part of me does since I am a highly organized person, but on the other hand, I am dealing with so many emotional things right now that just keeping it together is the best I can do.

We want to thank the Keefe family for their very generous dinner! We will be enjoying it tomorrow night! Thank you for thinking of us and for your continued care and support.

I would like to end tonight's posting with three e-mail messages I received today. The first is from my friend, Charlie. Charlie wrote, "Wow, what a full day on Thursday. I wonder how you kept going with so little sleep and such a full schedule. Mattie looked like he was fully involved and invested in what was going on in both physical therapy and in the art therapy rooms. I think you are right that Jocelyn is a great role model for Mattie. As much as we as parents would like to think of ourselves as our children's role models, unfortunately sometimes their experiences are outside our own and we cannot make the connection they need; how fortunate Mattie is to have someone like Jocelyn (and Brandon as well) to use as his models in this instance. Mattie clearly enjoys entertaining the other children in the clinic and it is wonderful of Bob Weiman to help Mattie gain the skills to be able to do this. I hope that you are able to find a way to ameliorate Mattie's stomach problems so that he is once again able to begin to enjoy eating and gain weight and health."

The second message is from Carolyn, a hospital volunteer who worked for Linda. The irony is Carolyn and I only met twice while Mattie was in the hospital, but apparently Mattie made quite an impression on her. Carolyn's message was deeply touching and I wanted to share it with you. Carolyn wrote, "I have been meaning to e-mail you for some time now, and hours before my organic chem final seemed as good a time as any. First let me re-introduce myself -- I was a volunteer in the Child Life department (when Linda's interns were Meg and Laura), until I came home to Wisconsin for the summer. (I have your e-mail address from the time when I put Mattie's picture in the GU Relay for Life slideshow.) I only interacted with Mattie a few times in the PICU -- I had the privilege of seeing a great magic show as well as prepping for the birthday party! -- but when Meg told me about your blog I hopped online to check it out. And now I can barely fit all I want to say into an e-mail of reasonable length -- or even put it into words. I wanted to let you know first of all that you have a loyal blog reader and Mattie supporter in Wisconsin! It's probably a bit boring by now to hear from blog readers like me that your strength simply amazes and inspires me. As a psychology major, I always love those little tidbits you throw into the blog too :)But why I'm really writing to you is to say how dramatically your blog has changed my perspective on my own future. I am hoping to be a doctor someday, and Mattie and the blog will forever impact me on that journey. Reading your blog puts a face and a story behind the hard sciences that seem so far removed from medicine. And I am certain that I will never forget Mattie, and your family will constantly remind me of why it's worth it to put myself through the long haul of med school. Perhaps even more powerful is how your candid writing has shaped my conception of what it means to be a good doctor and of what kind of doctor I want to be. Through you, I've gained such a unique appreciation of the patient's side of things. To hear how many times you have had to go out of your way to advocate for Mattie is frustrating, and it's so discouraging to a med student-hopeful to see so many arrogant and, to put it plainly, socially incompetent doctors. BUT I strive to be like the few valuable Dr. Bob's and Dr. Snyder's out there. It's not just about treating a disease or using a drug -- it's about treating a patient and using respect. It seems so obvious! But far too easy to forget.To focus on what your blog means to me is selfish, I know, but I offer what support I can from 1000 miles away -- my prayers. I just want to say THANK YOU. We've scarcely even met (though I feel as if I know your family intimately), but know that you have had a significant impact on my life."

The last message is from my mom. My mom wrote, "Chronic Sorrow is an apt name for what you are experiencing every day of your life since the diagnosis of Mattie's bone cancer last year on July 23rd. It is a condition that can't be treated by conventional medicine, altered, or "counseled away." It is a profound unhappiness that exists in your very soul, altering the way your body works, your eyes and ears communicate with the outside world. Even your mind is not allowed to function normally and your thoughts are constantly disrupted by doubts and fears that are frightening but not exaggerated and can give shape to deep seated anxieties about the future. You are intimately affected by every symptom, pain or discomfort that Mattie feels and are bound to his body, mind and spirit as if you had an outer body experience that has transformed you into an extension of Mattie. It is a crushing weight to handle every day and accounts for your wicked migraine headaches and general fatigue. It is a burden "too large" for human endurance and you are just a fragile young woman. I am proud of all that you have accomplished but like Daddy, I worry about you, your physical health and stamina to continue to function as the life-line for Mattie if you do not take steps to protect yourself from further physical stress and strain. I was thrilled to hear that you are seeking help at home to assist you in caring for Mattie on a regular basis. In the past, I felt It could have helped to make your day less tense and easier but now I feel it is imperative that you follow through on this idea before you break down and lose the physical capabilities that are required of you daily to ensure proper care of Mattie. That would be a disaster that neither you, nor Peter and especially Mattie could afford at this critical junction in his path towards recovery."