Tonight's picture was taken in March of 2009. Mattie was in the outpatient clinic and had worked on this abstract painting. Pictured with Mattie was one of his art therapists, Jessie. Believe it or not, this painting hangs above my desk in my office. To me it is a very happy composition created by an incredible fellow. Mattie loved art and creating, which was a complete God sent, because after Mattie's limb salvaging surgeries, his physical capabilities were limited. But Mattie had good fine motor skills and put them to good use throughout his cancer journey.
Quote of the day: The journey of life is sweeter when traveled with a dog. ~ Bridget Willoughby
Sunny underwent two TPLO surgeries, one in 2020 and another in 2021. The human equivalent would by an ACL knee surgery. Sunny truly was a trooper. After his initial recovery, he then participated in physical therapy for several months. In one session he did water therapy! Not a favorite of Sunny's but his therapist was fantastic. She knew Sunny was motivated by food and despite not liking water, complied if a treat was involved! I will never forget that the therapist nicknamed Sunny, "the professor." She felt that when she was working with Sunny, he was studying and evaluating her!
This afternoon, my mom and I met my friend, Kristy, for lunch. Kristy is the daughter of my friend, Margy who died in March of 2021. It is amazing, when I am talking sometimes with Kristy, I am reminded of Margy. The power of genes! I am experiencing so much turmoil in my life, that frankly my ability to socialize and interact with the world is practically non-existent. I can only allow a few people in. I can feel badly about this, I could try to evaluate whether this is okay or not, but at the end of the day, I need to do what works for me.
While many people probably look forward to Friday, because it is followed by Saturday and Sunday, I dread it. I had this same feeling when Mattie died. There is no structure to the weekends. Not that the weekdays are great here either, but my dad has his memory program, we have therapists coming in and out, and other appointments which get us out of the house. The weekends are complicated and when it is cold and rainy, it is even worse. My mom insists that we go out every day. So this makes weekends challenging, because I am one person balancing both of their needs at one time. It can be exhausting and putting that aside, it is very, very hard doing the exact same thing day in and day out. I have done this same routine since December of 2021, without a break. It is a test of the human spirit and the fact that I haven't cracked up is remarkable. Each day I ask for strength and the ability to carry on.
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