It was really hard watching Mum deteriorate.

After neurosurgery, Mum was on lots of medication and courses of radiotherapy and chemotherapy followed. Unfortunately, the next few years were far from easy. Adjusting to the new normal after Mum’s diagnosis I was only 19 years old when she became unwell, so I was a little naïve on how serious her condition was.

I hope she knew how much she was loved too.Īfter a couple of weeks spent in intensive care over Christmas, Mum eventually came home. Obviously, I will always know how much she loved me. When she was home from hospital, Mum shared that she knew something wasn’t right that day and wanted me to make sure I knew she loved me. However, when I got in my car, I noticed her at the front door waving me off with another “Love you!”. I’d already given her a hug and we’d exchanged the usual “Love you, have a good day!” before I left for work. Something that will always stick in my mind is the morning she went to A&E. Mum was diagnosed with a grade 4 glioblastoma. Various scans and tests were carried out, then we were given the worst news possible. My dad took her to A&E where she collapsed in the car park. She occasionally had headaches, but nothing that seemed out of the ordinary.īut one morning at work, she began feeling sick and soon became delirious. However, we didn’t think the sickness was anything more than a bug or a side-effect from recently having a tooth taken out. The only thing we could pinpoint was that she went off coffee, which she usually loved, and was sick a couple of times the days leading up to her decline. There were no obvious signs or symptoms leading up to her falling ill. Unfortunately, our world was turned upside down when she became unwell in December 2016. But she wasn’t just family, she was my best friend in the entire world! I always felt very lucky to have her as my mum and lots of people would comment on the special relationship we had.

She was funny, caring, beautiful and had a heart of gold.

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