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Wednesday Update: 02/22/06


My sister and her husband welcomed their second child, the first BOY in our family in a LONG time, on Monday night. I was present for the whole shebang! YIKES! It was a beautiful and very amazing experience. I was honored to be there for Hope and Chad. We spent most of the evening tossing around names, as they hadn’t officially decided on one yet. (Hope was a little over 3 weeks early, and they thought they’d have more time.) After he was born, and they had some time alone to discuss it, they asked me if it was ok to name him Matthew. They didn’t want to take the name if Matt and I should want to use it someday…or if we thought it would be weird. On the contrary, we were both very touched that they wanted to name their little boy Matthew. He was born at 9:34 PM, and weighed 7 lbs, 10 oz and was 21 inches long. Everyone is doing fine. Yesterday, Matt and I went up to visit them. Matt got to hold his namesake…it was very special for us all. Matt is very moved that Chad wanted to name his son after him…and we are all so happy to have another Matty Matt to love!

In other news…we had another appointment with the Cyberknife folks yesterday as well. Matt had a mesh face mold made for him, which will attach to the Cyberknife table when he’s having his treatment. This will ensure that his head stays perfectly still. He then had a CT Angiogram done, with the face mold on as well. The doctors will use the Angiogram to map out Matt’s treatments. I told him yesterday that the whole thing is like some weird science fiction movie! The Cyberknife itself is a pretty freaky looking machine…it’s HUGE! The way they make the face mold is also weird. You have to wonder…who thinks up this stuff? People WAY smarter than me. Amazing! It all went well, and now we will wait to hear from that office to schedule the treatment(s). (At this point, we don’t know for sure how many Matt will need.)

Other than that…life has been pretty busy and full of the same things. Matt continues to work his booty off at therapy, and here at home. It is a slow, slow, SLOW process…but we do see progress when we stop to think about it. Right now, I still look to the future for better days. I pray for his continued healing, motivation, and progress…and I trust you all hold him up in the same ways.

We thank you all, as always, for your continued love and support. Matt would love to hear from you too! We’ve been working on the computer a little here and there, and I know he’d love to get a few e-mails! We have a new address here at home:
Drop him a line when you have a minute…and you just may get a little note from him!


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