I hate the entire thinking that goes around cancer. Fighting. Battle. Be positive. It's a fucking disease, people? Do you go around saying, 'Oh, she lost her battle with vascular dementia?' 'He lost his fight against heart failure'? No, you don't.
Do you know what guilt I've felt? That if I stayed more 'positive' my child might have beaten her SHIT odds? She had a mutation (FLT3/CD135/IDT135 pos) in her cancer that presents in only 12% of all paediatric acute myeloid leukaemia (AML), which account for 20% of paediatric leukaemia. She had a stunning response to her induction round - she went from 60% AML to 3% with the ten-day induction/ADE round. That fucking mutation was still there. This mutation behaves differently in children. It is associated in an only 19% OS. When she didn't remit of it following induction, that rate dropped to, well, near enough FA.
I have met others who believe I wasn't positive enough. I shit you not. She died because I wasn't positive enough.
I'm sorry it's so shit, truly, I am, that little girl's death will certainly kill me sooner rather than later and I'm not sorry for that at all, but you know, I'd rather she got the chance to die at home in her bed than in that fucking ICU.
And I don't believe for one minute that any doctor, even the most cold-hearted I met and there are three of them I know by name, would have hastened that. I even had one 6 days before she died tell me flat out he wasn't convinced her lung damage was reversible but he did not stop for the sake of a bed.
The boy in the room next to her was there for yonks, all but by them given up for dead from his e.coli infection.
I wish there were a happy ending, but there isn't. He is seriously, gravely and permanently disabled from it. But they did not hasten his death or advise in that manner.
So I think articles like this are shite and do a disservice to those people who did what they could and do what they can to save children.