The other day I was enjoying a coffee date with two girlfriends at our local cafe. Both girls were quite distressed over the daughter of a friend of theirs, who was recently diagnosed with a malignant (cancerous) brain tumour. Julia* is 3yrs old, and although the tumour may have been there since birth (undetectably until now), it was now so big that it had covered more than half of her left brain and wrapped itself around Julia’s brain stem. It has been operated on, had three rounds of chemo, operated on again (and again, and again) and then had three more rounds of chemo. 3yrs old! Are you crying yet? Continue reading
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