Tuesday, October 5, 2021 -- Mattie died 627 weeks ago today.
Tonight's picture was taken in October of 2008. Mattie was in-patient and his treatment was impacting his skin, especially around his eyes and nose. However, Mattie was given a gift of finger puppets. That was Mattie's first encounter with these kind of puppets and despite how awful he was feeling, he wanted to show his friend that he appreciated the gift. As you can see Mattie put a puppet on every finger and in the background you can probably see silk art and cards. We always decorated Mattie's room regardless of the season!
Quote of the day: Today's coronavirus update from Johns Hopkins.
- Number of people diagnosed with the virus: 43,943,065
- Number of people who died from the virus: 705,069
I am NOT in love with the oven in the house. We bought an oven thermometer because I knew the temperature was off. It can be up to 50 degrees off. But the more I cook with the oven, the better idea I have of how to actually cook something to completion. Tonight I baked chicken meatballs. Yes they are big, but in all reality I know of NO other kind of meatball. That is how my grandma made them.
Meanwhile, yesterday Sunny's surgeon told me to let Sunny begin to start walking without the sling. That was a royal mistake. He collapsed twice and all day yesterday and this morning he refused to walk. I mean at all, so there was no going outside for potty runs. By this afternoon, I tried getting him up and out. It was painfully slow and I thought I would have to give up, but on our street Sunny could see two deer grazing in our neighbor's front yard. It was as if someone gave him a shot of adrenaline. Sunny snapped out of his depressed state and literally started moving toward the deer. He was walking on all fours! In a way those cute Bambi deer (yes they had spots on them) produced a Sunny miracle today. Managing Sunny's needs right now could be a full-time job, and add the house to the equation and I literally got nothing done today other than chores. Now to add insult to injury, the painters are coming back tomorrow to finally paint our laundry room. They come at 8:30am, and when I say there is no peace here, I am not kidding.
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