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



July 15, 2015

Wednesday, July 15, 2015

Wednesday, July 15, 2015

Tonight's picture was taken in July of 2007. As you can see we had a lot going on, on our deck. We had Patches, our cat sitting on top of Mattie's sand box. We had a large inflatable pool taking up half the deck, and on the table if you notice carefully are two special wine goblets. These goblets belongs to my paternal grandparents. They were used during their wedding to make a celebratory toast. After that point, my grandparents used them on special occasions, such as anniversaries. After they died, my uncle gave Peter and I these goblets. Since we had them out on the table, I know this meant we were toasting our anniversary, and Mattie came to give me a big hug for the occasion! 


Quote of the day: Being deeply loved by someone gives you strength, while loving someone deeply gives you courage. ~ Lao Tzu



Today Peter and I celebrated our 20th Wedding Anniversary. Peter posted the following photos on his facebook page and many people have commented and shared their thoughts with us throughout the day. 

Yesterday, I pulled out our wedding album. I haven't done this in at least a decade. I then reached for my camera and snapped photos of the photos, since this was before the age of electronic photographs.  






What you probably can't tell here is that on July 15, 1995, the weather was INCREDIBLY hot and humid. The temperatures were over 100 degrees. How Peter and I managed in a tuxedo and wedding dress, is beyond me. But it is the beauty of youth and excitement. 














A photo with my parents! 




A photo with Peter's parents!













Peter with our bridesmaids. From left to right are Jen, Karen (my maid of honor), Colleen, and Christina. 

Karen and I met in 6th grade and we are lifetime friends. Christina and I met in college, and Jen, Colleen, and I met in graduate school in Boston. 




Karen sent me a photo of our wedding favor (the rose tea cup) and our rehearsal dinner favor (the wedding bell) today! Like me, she is a sentimentalist! 












Though I haven't been a big fan of Facebook, I have learned to appreciate connecting with people directly this way. I had delightful instant messenger chats with several people today, one being my cousin who lives in Connecticut. She went to Italy recently and visited with family. She sent me several photos today in honor of our anniversary. One was this wedding
photo of my paternal grandparents. They too were married on July 15th! If they were alive today, they would have celebrated their 81st anniversary. 

July 14, 2015

Tuesday, July 14, 2015

Tuesday, July 14, 2015 -- Mattie died 305 week ago today. 

Tonight's picture was taken in July of 2009. Mattie was in the physical therapy clinic working with Anna and Brandon (Mattie's big buddy). Brandon came to join us because he understood that Mattie needed a lot of encouragement and support to participate in therapy. In fact, when Brandon was inpatient battling cancer, he would try to assist Mattie too whenever he felt up to it. To me this photo captures friendship. It reminds me a bit of an oreo cookie, and Mattie was the filling inside and his friends were the cookie, supporting him from both sides..... truly trying to motivate him to walk despite the fact they knew it was painful and how much he feared falling. 


Quote of the day: A cardinal is a representative of a loved one who has passed. When you see one, it means they are visiting you. They usually show up when you most need them or miss them. They also make an appearance during times of celebration as well as despair to let you know they will always be with you. ~ Unknown Author


Though I did not take this stunning photo of this cardinal today, this is in essence what I saw through Mattie's window today. Staring at me while I was working on the computer. I literally was typing away and then all of a sudden a bird flew in and perched on the window sill. It was a cardinal in all his glory. 

I remember first hearing the legend of the cardinal from Tricia, Mattie's favorite HEM/ONC nurse. Tricia told me that when I see a cardinal, it is like getting a visit from Mattie. That it is nature's way of letting me know that he is always with me. Recently Jey, Mattie's CT tech transporter at the Hospital also told me about the beauty of birds and how their singing each day is something that so many of us take for granted yet, each morning no matter what the weather brings, the birds are out their chirping away. These birds are a constant and in a way he told me he likes to think of them as keeping the memories of all of our loved ones alive. They are singing about each one of them. I loved that visual, and since I love feeding the birds, we are guaranteed to have very lively bird chatter in our complex throughout the year. I have to say before we started feeding the
birds with our feeders, the only thing the city attracted was pigeons and squirrels. Now we have all sorts of birds here such as cardinals, blue jays, grackles, red headed finches (pictured on the left), gold finches (pictured on the right), sparrows, and we even saw a cat bird on Saturday. On occasion we even have hummingbirds stopping by on our hummingbird feeders. Needless to say, we I see all these glorious sights, I can't help but pause and think of Mattie. I am not sure prior to Mattie getting cancer and dying, I would have even paused and given nature so much time and attention. But nature helps me feel connected to my son.  

July 13, 2015

Monday, July 13, 2015

Monday, July 13, 2015

Tonight's picture was taken in July of 2009. Mattie was in the physical therapy clinic and working with Anna. Though it may seem like Mattie was actually walking, you should know that taking even a couple of steps for Mattie took a herculean effort of strength. Mattie couldn't straighten his right leg, it was constantly bent at the knee from pain and because both of his arms were operated on to remove bone tumors, this did not give him much upper body strength to help to support his lower body. Which was why trying to physically rehabilitate was close to impossible, not to mention his multiple set backs from chemotherapy. Yet despite the set backs, Anna kept Mattie motivated and always gave Peter and I accurate information and advice, which I truly valued and appreciated.  


Quote of the day: The world is so empty if one thinks only of mountains, rivers & cities; but to know someone who thinks & feels with us, & who, though distant, is close to us in spirit, this makes the earth for us an inhabited garden. ~ Johann Wolfgang von Goethe



Mattie's art therapist, Jenny, who I consider a friend of mine, sent me a NY Times article entitled, The New Child Abuse Panic. Within the article it talks about how a new radical charge filed by doctors and hospitals against parents has erupted and its title is "medical child abuse." Doctors and hospitals claim that such parents get unnecessary or excessive treatment for their kids. Although most of these cases have nothing to do with real child abuse, credulous child welfare officials have too often supported the doctors, threatened parents with loss of custody, and even removed kids from their homes, simply because the parents disagreed with the doctor’s plan of care.

The article goes on to describe the warning signs of medical child abuse which are: “highly attentive parent” who is “unusually reluctant to leave his/her child’s side”; a parent who “demands second and third opinions”; a parent who “is not relieved or reassured when presented with negative test results and resists having the child discharged from the hospital”; and a parent who has “unusually detailed medical knowledge.” 

Of course the problem with this whole label is that any parent who is caring for a child with a special need, a child with a rare medical issue, or a child with a life threatening illness such as cancer is naturally going to have all the qualities listed above. One thing the medical system trains parents to be is hyper-vigilant and assertive, because if you aren't your child will fall through the cracks and the coordination of care will also be questionable. Parents and caregivers serve invaluable roles and therefore one has to be attentive and when physically possible by the child's side. Seeking multiple opinions is also necessary and unfortunately in certain circumstances I would say that negative test results do not always mean much. It could mean that the wrong test was performed or more testing needs to be done, as was the case with Mattie. A parent's instincts and listening to insights of parents are crucial. Parents know the behaviors, temperaments, and overall nature of their children. When even the slightest thing is off, it will be a parent who can pin point it, and doctors need to listen to this and embrace parents as part of the treatment team for medicine to be truly effective. 

I will give you an example which I think illustrates all of this, of course I have many in my Mattie memory databank. But I think this one truly captures the problem. I do think at times several health care professionals at the Hospital thought I spent TOO MUCH TIME with Mattie. I think they thought I fit most if not all of the descriptors of "medical child abuse." In one instance, I even had a PICU nurse separate me from Mattie, because she thought she knew what was in Mattie's best interest and she felt that it was me who was causing his tantrums and pain medicine seeking behavior. Thankfully this was resolved with the help of a reality lesson and the advocacy of our SUPER HEM/ONC nurse, Tricia, who educated this PICU nurse and a doctor on the loving relationship Mattie and I had with each other. The fact that I had to even endure this was ludicrous and it is amazing that under such intense stress, there was such an accusatory atmosphere Peter and I were living under. These are things I will never forget. 

But that is not the example I wanted to share. The example I had in mind has to do with Mattie's condition a year into treatment. By that point, Mattie had finished all his surgeries and completed his chemotherapy. In all intensive purposes, we should have been working on rehabilitation of Mattie's limbs, since technically he was thought to have no evidence of disease. However, Mattie kept complaining of pain and he refused to eat or drink ANYTHING. Not a drop! When we confronted his doctors on this, the thinking at first was that it was a side effect of the chemo. As time wore on, then the thinking changed to the fact that Mattie was selecting not to eat or drink to purposefully be manipulative and to control the situation and me. As to say, he was developing an eating disorder. Keep in mind Mattie was seven! This honestly did not sit well with me, considering too that Mattie was also in intense pain. To placate me they tested him for ulcers, since they were sure that was the explanation for his not eating (which it clearly wasn't!!), then after a month of this nonsense, I couldn't take it any longer! I demanded that Mattie be scanned. The doctors did not want to scan Mattie, because they really believed six weeks off of chemo, Mattie couldn't possibly have cancer! Well guess what? Not only did he have cancer, he had cancer everywhere, which explained the pain!

I remember friends coming to visit me when we were in the hospital. These were friends not familiar with a health care system, nor what it was like living in a PICU 24 by 7. When they observed me interacting with some of the medical staff and getting upset and angered at times, my friends would pull me aside and almost counsel me as to why I was getting this upset and recommending that I perhaps use a different strategy. In fact, even now as a Foundation leader, I come across health care professionals who also advise me and others on this same calm and collective approach that my friends tried to suggest to me that particular day in the hospital. Perhaps that approach works for some parents, but from my experience working with Mattie and even for my own medical issues, being calm and quiet does not get attention or the job done in our health care industry. Being an advocate at times means having to speak up, making people uncomfortable, and doing what is in a patient's best interest to get the best possible care and outcome. If that is your objective and goal, then eventually others will get on board. 

The New Child Abuse Panic:
http://mobile.nytimes.com/2015/07/12/opinion/sunday/the-new-child-abuse-panic.html?referrer&_r=1

July 12, 2015

Sunday, July 12, 2015

Sunday, July 12, 2015


Tonight's picture was taken in June of 2009. Mattie created this Sponge Bob out of clay and as you can see, he decided to take a photo and pretend that Sponge Bob was his face. After Mattie died, we kept this clay Sponge Bob on display in Mattie's bedroom until the whole thing disintegrated. 









Quote of the day: Music expresses that which cannot be put into words
and that which cannot remain silent. ~ Victor Hugo 

Peter and I went to see a Broadway musical today at the Kennedy Center entitled, Once. Once is a classic,"Guy-meets-Girl story." It is a Tony-winning Broadway show in which a heartbroken Irish Guy (yes the main character's name is really GUY) meets a Czech Girl (and yes her name in the story line is really "girl") in a pub. Guy, a singer-songwriter, has decided to abandon his music because his songs remind him too much of an ex-girlfriend. As he and "Girl" warily get closer to each other, Guy finds that the music that once hurt can now help him heal.

I have to admit this is like NO Broadway show I have ever seen. First of which, before the show starts, the audience is invited up on stage to interact with the cast. The scenery is a pub, and all the cast are serving drinks to audience members (of course you have to purchase them). But it is a very interesting idea, in which you get to be up on stage, see their vantage point, interact with the cast before the show and at intermission, and before the show starts the cast actually entertains the audience by playing musical instruments on the stage for you.

That is part one of the difference. The second big difference from any other Broadway show I have seen is there is NO orchestra. There is no orchestra because EVERY cast member on stage plays an instrument. Most play multiple instruments and VERY well. This is a multi-talented cast that can play instruments, sing, and dance. Almost unheard of in a way. There is no conductor and how all these actors/musicians know how to time one another and keep each other on cue is really quite remarkable. 

As for the story line, I must admit it left me perplexed. The Washington Post's review claims this show was uplifting. I never read a review before going to a show because I do not like to be biased by it. But I really wonder about the Post. Which is not atypical for me, I usually do not agree with the Post's review and this is another case in point. 

Once is emotional, deep, and in a way heartbreaking. It is about unrequited love. It doesn't produce the happy ending we all wish for..... with love winning in the end. It isn't a Disney plot here, so the word UPLIFTING and HOPEFUL are truly not words I would be using here. Though I realize this was the intention of the composer of the musical, so clearly something did not resonate with me, like it did with countless others who saw this musical. With that said, I do think the musical is worth seeing for the sheer talent of what it took to perform this play and because it does address emotional content that we as human beings can all relate to..... great pain, sadness, and not knowing how to cope and manage such intense feelings. This musical illustrates that with the help of just one person our lives can be altered and helped through a crisis, such a ONCE in a lifetime connection will never be forgotten. It changes the trajectory of our life for the better. 


Trailer for Once:
http://www.kennedy-center.org/explorer/videos/?id=A84463

Review of Once:
http://www.washingtonpost.com/entertainment/theater_dance/once-again-bares-the-soul-of-a-dublin-busker-this-time-on-stage/2015/07/09/4c184842-2663-11e5-b72c-2b7d516e1e0e_story.html

July 11, 2015

Saturday, July 11, 2015

Saturday, July 11, 2015

Tonight's picture was taken in June of 2009. Mattie was in the clinic of the Hospital. He was playing at the art therapy table with his buddy, Maya. Maya was the only friend he had at the hospital who was his age. All his other friends were at least a decade older. Maya and Mattie were engaged in a very creative play that day, involving aliens from outer space. They designed the set, the creatures, and as you can see were giving us all a performance!


Quote of the day: Trees and plants always look like the people they live with, somehow. ~ Zora Neale Hurston


I found this quote today and I happen to love it! To me it is spot on. You can tell a lot about a person based on his/her garden or lack there of. How is the garden planted, what is in the garden, is it organized or free flowing, colorful or not, how is it maintained, are things dead or alive........ and the list goes on! Gardens do reflect the personalities of the people who cultivate them in one way or another. 


Peter and I really wanted to see the lotuses at the Aquatic Gardens today. They bloom around July 4th every year. However, we did not realize it was the annual lotus festival at the gardens today and HUNDREDS of people were there to see the flowers in bloom. We thought it was last Sunday and we missed the crowds. But we were wrong! So literally we drove to the Gardens, just to drive right out of the park. Neither one of us like crowds and there is no way we are going to see this beautiful sight surrounded elbow to elbow with so many people. So instead we turned the car around and headed to the US National Arboretum. That was the right thing to do, because we saw some beautiful sights today. 


Typically we have gone to the Arboretum in April, for the blooming of the azaleas. The Arboretum has hundreds of them and they are incredible. My joke with Mattie was that the azaleas always bloomed in celebration of his birthday. He used to love when I said that as well as coming to visit the Arboretum and the azaleas. The Arboretum is a wide open space with 446 acres with 9.5 miles of winding roadways. So it gives you the feeling of being any where but in a large city like DC.   

Peter drove to a part of the Arboretum that we haven't visited in at least a decade. I am so happy we journeyed to the Asian Collections today. It was a very serene part of the property and filled with all sorts of amazing flowers. 






As we were walking along one of the pathways today, we came across this wonderful purple bush. This bush was a butterfly magnet! At least two large butterflies were flying around it! I captured this beautiful Eastern Tiger Swallowtail in her glory! 





What I can't capture for you on this blog posting is the intoxicating fragrances throughout this garden. They were just wonderful. Each area within the garden seemed to produce its own unique fragrance and the bees and butterflies were just fluttering away. 






One of the walking pathways in the gardens led us right to the base of the Anacostia River. So there literally was just about something for everyone to see at the Arboretum.

July 10, 2015

Friday, July 10, 2015

Friday, July 10, 2015

Tonight's picture was taken in June of 2009. Mattie was in the clinic of the Hospital and playing at the art therapy table. With him was Katie, one of his HEM/ONC nurses and Jocelyn, his good buddy who was also battling osteosarcoma. If you look closely you will see that Mattie designed an alligator that day out of a large wooden clip and decided to catch my finger in the alligator's mouth! We still have this alligator on display in our kitchen! He is attached to my copper pot rack and stares at me with his beady eyes. 


Quote of the day: None of these parents believed that their child’s death was a good thing. They would have given up all their new found activism, insights and altruism, their re-ordered sense of what really matters in life, to have their child back. ~ Richard Tedeschi (psychologist who coined the term post-traumatic growth)


My friend in cancer sent me an article entitled, The Science of Post-Traumatic Growth (PTG). This is a field that came about in 1995. The term itself is not to be confused with post-traumatic stress disorder [Post-traumatic stress disorder (PTSD) is a mental health condition that's triggered by a terrifying event — either experiencing it or witnessing it. Symptoms may include flashbacks, nightmares and severe anxiety, as well as uncontrollable thoughts about the event.] According to the University of North Carolina-Charlotte's Post-Traumatic Growth Research Group, where Richard Tedeschi practices, post-traumatic growth is defined in the following manner:


What is post-traumatic growth? It is positive change experienced as a result of the struggle with a major life crisis or a traumatic event. The idea that human beings can be changed by their encounters with life challenges, sometimes in radically positive ways, is not new. The theme is present in ancient spiritual and religious traditions, literature, and philosophy. What is reasonably new is the systematic study of this phenomenon by psychologists, social workers, counselors, and scholars in other traditions of clinical practice and scientific investigation.

After experiencing a traumatic event, people often report three ways in which their psychological functioning increases:

1.      Relationships are enhanced in some way. For example, people describe that they come to value their friends and family more, feel an increased sense of compassion for others and a longing for more intimate relationships.

2.      People change their views of themselves in some way. For example, developing in wisdom, personal strength and gratitude, perhaps coupled with a greater acceptance of their vulnerabilities and limitations.
3.      People describe changes in their life philosophy. For example, finding a fresh appreciation for each new day and re-evaluating their understanding of what really matters in life, becoming less materialistic and more able to live in the present.


The article opens up discussing Candice Lightner. Her name may not ring a bell with you, but I bet MADD does. Candice lost her daughter to a hit a run drunk driver in 1980, and this horrible tragedy inspired her to advocate and create MADD, an organization which has saved more than 300,000 lives so far. The point of this very meaningful opening paragraph was to show the reader that out of trauma and tragedy can come growth and great change. Though I do not think this article highlights this well, other Post-Traumatic Growth articles do mention that none of us who survive a trauma sit down and think.... 'gee I am happy I experienced this great loss so that it will raise my awareness and I can now achieve some sort of higher level of growth!' As the research does point out, NOT EVERYONE who experiences a trauma also experiences post-traumatic growth. Therefore expecting such growth to happen also puts ridiculous pressure on a person who is already managing a great deal. 

Do I suspect that growth happens for other reasons? Yes. It happens in my opinion for protective purposes. If we do not find a mechanism to invest in the world that is positive, then what is there? For Candice it became creating MADD and helping educate communities about drunk drivers, in order to help save lives and try to prevent other tragedies like her daughter's from occurring. For Peter and I, we have Mattie Miracle. If you don't direct your issues into something positive, the issues have a way of taking over. It is that simple. If you want to put a name on it, as post-traumatic growth, well okay. However, for some of us the growth is linked to post-traumatic stress, and it is hard to separate the two. They are constantly at odds with each other.  

Nonetheless, I wholeheartedly agree that after Mattie's cancer and death, I am no longer am the person I was before and the three factors listed above are spot on. How I view relationships have changed, my views of myself and life's vulnerabilities are clearer, and most definitely my philosophy on life is completely different. 

All of these things combined made it very easy to walk away from the life I led before. I could no longer teach, work with students and at times deal with a "healthy" population, and for the most part I do not like thinking, talking, or planning for the future. I don't even like thinking months in advance. With Mattie's cancer I had to live in the moment, and with the loss of Mattie that seems to be the mode that works best for me.

The Science of Post-Traumatic Growth:
http://www.livehappy.com/science/positive-psychology/science-post-traumatic-growth

July 9, 2015

Thursday, July 9, 2015

Thursday, July 9, 2015

Tonight's picture was taken in June of 2009. We were at my friend Christine's house and celebrating Mattie's seventh birthday. This was Mattie's second birthday party that year, because his actual birthday was celebrated in the hospital. Mattie was a huge fan of roaches. Most likely because he knew how much I despised them! So as you can see Mattie had a cake in the shape of a roach and Christine's husband, James, even purchased a roach costume for the event and brought Mattie's cake out dressed as a giant roach. Mattie was STUNNED and had a HUGE smile on his face. In honor of Mattie, James wore this costume once again at our Foundation Walk in 2014!



Quote of the day: Why should society feel responsible only for the education of children, and not for the education of all adults of every age? ~ Erich Fromm


Prior to Mattie developing cancer, I had the opportunity to educate young minds. Of course when we think of young minds, we tend to think of children in elementary or secondary school. Naturally teaching these age groups is crucial, but I think learning at any age is important and teaching adult learners is also a skill. It is a skill because adult learners typically are independent thinkers, they are motivated by different things, they have the ability to analyze a problem in-depth and from different perspectives, but it is not unusual for the adult learner to challenge the instructor on differences of opinions. It takes a certain level of confidence, preparation, and command of a classroom to manage these dynamics. For the most part, after Mattie died I have never looked back about not teaching. The only true aspect that I miss about education is my students. I heard from two of my students today, which is why I am bringing this issues up. I just learned that one of my students became the head of guidance of a large public high school in Maryland. I am very proud of her. This particular student stays in touch with me and even comes to our Foundation Walk each year with her family. 

The second former student of mine, got her Ph.D. over a year ago and is a professional herself now! She wrote to me to congratulate me on "my book." A book she had just received a copy of at the university she is teaching at! At first I had NO IDEA what she was talking about, but then as she continued telling me about the subject matter, I knew exactly what she was talking about. When I was getting my doctoral degree, the experience was so challenging that I began advocating to help others through this horrific hazing process. I submitted many professional conference proposals on this subject matter, and they were accepted throughout the country. I presented this topic on how to survive the dissertation process with two of my mentors from the university. When I tell you these sessions at national conferences were standing room only, I am not kidding. Students in attendance would beg us to write a book! So one day my mentors said to me..... you are writing conference proposals, we need to turn this into a book! So I agreed with them. However, around the time this brainstorming was happening Mattie got cancer. 

My mentors ran with the idea and as you can see they did a beautiful job with what I consider my brainchild. They dedicated the book to Mattie and even incorporated my writings that I did with them when Mattie was well into their book chapters. I was no help to them in the publishing of this book during Mattie's battle, but it was a true gift to see this book in its final format in 2010. I almost forgot about this book until Sara wrote to me today. You can see a preview of the book below.

Selecting and Surviving a Doctoral Program in Counseling

http://www.universityreaders.com/pdf/Selecting-and-Surviving-a-Doctoral-Program-in-Counseling_sneak_preview.pdf

July 8, 2015

Wednesday, July 8, 2015

Wednesday, July 8, 2015

Tonight's picture was taken in the Spring of 2006. Mattie was in Margaret's preschool class and I remember she sent me this photo of him in her classroom. Apparently he and his buddy Zachary were wrapping each other in paper. I of course was not surprised, Mattie loved paper, tape, and all sorts of things like that. The running joke in that classroom that year was that Mattie went through the classroom's colored tape supply I believe within the first month (or three months) of the school year! He literally taped the entire wooden loft in the class. They then has to talk to Mattie about the art of using tape. The art of Mattie, there was just no telling what Mattie was going to get into and create. 



Quote of the day: Two people that have the same wants are two people that should be friends. ~ Shannon L. Alder



Tonight's quote reflects how I feel about childhood cancer... it has a way of uniting people. People who have never met one another, people who have absolutely nothing else in common in some cases, and people who do not share a Country of origin. The other day, Peter uploaded a video of the parent perspective speech that I delivered at the Institute of Medicine workshop in March in Washington, DC to his Facebook page. One of our friends on Facebook, who also lost his son to cancer, happened to like the video and he told me he was going to share it with his international community. I was very touched by his gesture. 

Today, to my surprise we received an email from a professor of linguistics from Italy. She lost her nephew, who was only a year old to leukemia. Of course the fact that she lost her nephew to this horrible disease was terrible enough, but the way in which he died and what this family experienced was another psychosocial nightmare of GRAND proportion. This child was preverbal (being 12 months old) and therefore he was not yet talking. He did not have words to describe his pain, what he was feeling and he could not give words to his symptoms and the side effects of the medications. In addition, because he was such a young child, his doctors felt he did not understand what was going on and therefore did not need to have a voice or need to be comforted, have things explained to him, and worse they refused to allow the family to help this child express how he was feeling through non-verbals. In all reality from my perspective every aspect of this case sounded inhumane and unethical. Worse this family now is left knowing that this 12 month old was forced to die in his PICU room ALONE, without family by his side, as this was the hospital's policy. Do I have to tell you how saddened, frustrated, angered, and upset this family is over this child's death? 

This child died five years ago, and the pain remains very fresh. I understand this very well. This professor has devoted her life to her nephew's memory and she wrote to me today because my recorded speech at the Institute of Medicine resonated with her. She liked my psychosocial message and she wanted me to look at her conference poster she was presenting today in Italy. Her research focuses on giving children in pain a voice, particularly children who are non-verbal like her nephew. Clearly this is accomplished through touch and non-verbals in order to assist children in understanding their medical environment. Isolation and abandonment are never acceptable or ethical and thankfully she has made it her mission to educate others about giving voice to pain.

After you lose a child to cancer, many of us could have easily just turned inward, or have given up, remained angry, and walked away. There are days we may feel like doing this, but then we remember our child and this re-ignites our passion and it drives us forward to make a difference and to help others. 

What is for certain however, is that the our sharing of minds today had a way of uniting us, despite the fact that we really did not know each other. We survived childhood cancer and that trauma enabled us to speak the same language despite that fact that Italian is her primary language and mine is English. It did not matter. We got each other immediately and the fact that I understood what she was expressing, she felt that I gave her a huge gift. TO BE HEARD AND UNDERSTOOD! I could feel it all the way across the Atlantic! 

July 7, 2015

Tuesday, July 7, 2015

Tuesday, July 7, 2015 -- Mattie died 304 weeks ago today.


Tonight's picture was taken in August of 2007 in San Diego, CA. Mattie was visiting one of his favorite places..... Legoland. As you can see the character on the bench with us was made totally of Legos. Mattie enjoyed every aspect of the park, from the Legos to the rides. In fact, Mattie rode on every roller coaster ride they had there and also got his Lego driver's license there which still hangs in his room. Mattie was very proud of that license, which featured his photo on it...... so it looked like a real license.


Quote of the day: A garden requires patient labor and attention. Plants do not grow merely to satisfy ambitions or to fulfill good intentions. They thrive because someone expended effort on them. ~ Liberty Hyde Bailey




I have been glued to the computer for so many days at our home, that the fact that I ran around town today to run chores was such a welcomed change. It felt wonderful not to be at my deck, in front of a computer but to be out and about, and getting fresh air. It was delightful and the weather was very hot and the sun was out. So it was a great weather day for me. 

Going to Home Depot may not seem like a highlight to most people, but I love going to their garden section. I had a wonderful conversation with one of their horticulturalists today and learned about hibiscus. She studied in Hawaii on a hibiscus farm and I learned about how to care for them and the special nature of this purple variety that I bought. I actually went to Home Depot to purchase a hydrangea. But after a long talk with this consultant, I opted for this beautiful hibiscus which will be coming inside in the winter. What I love is hibiscus attracts butterflies, bees, and hummingbirds! Purple hibiscus are more rare than red and yellow ones and take 15 or more years to breed. So we shall see. I have a special place that we want to plant this on our deck. Each time we plant something by our front door it dies, so it has to be the "right" plant! We have TRIED practically every type of plant. She thinks the hibiscus will work. 


July 6, 2015

Monday, July 6, 2015

Monday, July 6, 2015

Tonight's picture was taken around July 4th in 2009. That holiday weekend we took Mattie with our friend's family to a local resort. The thinking was to try to give Mattie a more normal experience away from the hospital and usual medical routine. Of course for us, we were still pushing meds, flushing his lines, and maintaining his daily routine but in a different location. However, the reality of childhood cancer is you may move locations but the problems follow you where ever you go. Mattie's issues were very pervasive and deeply emotional as this photo may indicate to you. Peter and I tried our best to cover the issues from those we were with, but it wasn't easy as Mattie was not happy being around the other children and was deeply depressed that weekend. The more time he spent with others who were not like him the deeper he fell into depression. After this scene here, Mattie grabbed a hold of me and basically told me he wanted to leave immediately. Not just to return to our hotel room, but to leave altogether and go home. Which is what we did. Of course I did not report this on the blog that night. Which I will write more about below. 


Quote of the day: We do not remember days; we remember moments. ~ Cesare Pavese


Last week when we met with a Washington Post reporter, we were asked to provide her with key dates from the blog that she should refer back to and read. Mostly likely dates that we felt were significant to our story and that would help give context to our story as to why the Foundation developed a mission focused on psychosocial care. 

I spent some time last week delving through the blog, going through the course of a year's cancer journey. Which I have to admit was very emotional. I remember aspects of the pain, but reading the day to day journey brought me right back to 2008. Peter and I know many of Mattie's key dates in our heads as they will forever be ingrained in us, however, reading through my descriptions of some of these dates and the occurrences of what happened on each of these days really caught my attention..... almost six years later. Why? Not because I couldn't believe we survived this! Not because I couldn't believe that I forgot what transpired! ON THE CONTRARY!!! What disturbed me was HOW I REPORTED THEM!!!! 

In some cases, as I read through the blog, I noticed that I did not report things as ACCURATELY as they happened. Now you could say that maybe my memory has failed me and what I wrote in the blog is really what transpired! Sure that could happen.... but that isn't what is the case here. I know darn well what happened in each instance.. as Pavese's quote so aptly points out tonight. I remember moments and episodes in time as if they are trapped in my mind! I can play them back over and over. Therefore when I read how they were reported on the blog, I knew I wasn't reporting them accurately. But I guess because so many years have GONE by I forgot WHY I chose to report these episodes this way or even why I had to do this!!!

I surfaced this issue with Peter because it truly bothered me. I view the blog as an excellent resource for psychosocial stories and yet some of my best stories and examples are NOT captured on the blog. They aren't captured because at the time I had to protect us, our community who was supporting us, and I also knew that our medical team who was treating us was reading the blog. So I had to be careful how and what I was writing in some instants. When you think about the intense stress we were under, the fact that I had the where with all to even give this thought was amazing in and of itself. I knew that what I wrote could have ramifications on us and how Mattie would be treated. 

I will give you an example, if you are confused by what I am talking about. In the first week Mattie was treated, his psychosocial staff did not like my emotional response, or LACK thereof to Mattie's diagnosis. They wanted to see me crying and hysterical. I was too composed and focused for them. They also did not like the fact that I wouldn't leave his side and was always in his room. They took it upon themselves to deem that I needed a break. So one day, one of the social workers (not the social worker assigned to work with our family) met with me and walked me over to the campus hotel and checked me into a room, despite me refusal. She told me I needed space from Mattie and I had to take care of myself! It was almost hysterical..... I had to care for myself while my son is getting his first round of chemotherapy! Are you finding this as funny as me???? She wasn't listening to my needs, nor did she make the effort to understand the closeness Mattie and I shared prior to his cancer. If she had, she would have realized there would be no way I would leave him alone in a hospital, to manage chemotherapy! In any case, after she checked me into the hotel, I thought about it for two minutes, got very angry, and then returned the key to the hotel and never returned there. I then reported the social worker to the head of oncology and demanded an apology. I was livid. I felt as if no one should be judging me, my family, or worse my emotional reactions. If they wanted to see an unstable parent...... she saw one in full force. I remember this episode as if it were yesterday and yet I did not report any of it on the blog. All I wrote in that night's posting was that...... we had a lovely visit from a social worker today, who was concerned about us and offered us a hotel stay on campus. 

I now recall that I used to joke with people that the blog doesn't always tell the whole story. It does give a good picture of the hell we lived through, but I did have to spare many of the truths because they were too harsh for people to hear. All I know is Mattie's cancer was traumatic for us, and the blog can remind me of the memories of certain events, occasions, and experiences. The blog can instantly take me back in time, as can a photograph, and the details do not need to be presented to me, they are just ever present in my mind.