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 16, 2022

Wednesday, February 16, 2022

Wednesday, February 16, 2022

Tonight's picture was taken in February of 2009. That day our friend, Tanja, came to the hospital to visit Mattie. With her, she brought all sorts of things to conduct an experiment. Right up Mattie's alley! Mattie loved hands on learning and given that Tanja is a teacher at heart, they got along great. Mattie's hospital room was small and tight, but that did not stop us from filling it up with things and people. 


Quote of the day: Today's coronavirus update from Johns Hopkins.

  • Number of people diagnosed with the virus: 78,155,272
  • Number of people who died from the virus: 928,228


Today was quite the day! It was the kind of day in which I did not sit down until now..... to write this blog. I totally feel manic, jumping from one activity to the next. I am SO scattered that sometimes I start something, leave it, to jump to something else, and then I later see that I never completed the first task. It is entertaining if it wasn't so pathetic. 

This morning we had a visit from a medical social worker. I really did not have any expectation for this visit, but I would say it was helpful. Not because we accomplished anything, more because my mom and I were both listened to and heard. I could see the social worker couldn't believe that I was managing all that I do without help. I have been at it since November, when I landed in Los Angeles. Things have not lightened up for me. In any case, the social worker returns next week to further discuss resources in the community. 

After the social worker left, things just spiraled out of control. From phone calls, paperwork, coordinating schedules, dealing with my dad's bathroom needs, walking Sunny, cooking, cleaning, and also having a phone call with my parent's accountant. It isn't just caregiving, but trying to learn about my parent's bills, insurances, finances, and the list goes on. Frankly that alone could be a full time job. Everything I am doing is a full time job, and yet there is ONLY one of me, and only 24 hours in any given day. 

Tonight I am worn out, I have a migraine, and tomorrow is back to back therapy sessions. So another day in paradise. 

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