On the 12th of March, My 12 year old nephew Mitchell had his whole life turned upside down after going for an X-ray to check on a sore shoulder he had from falling off his scooter. The X-Ray revealed a mass in Mitchells chest the size of a large apple. It was dangerously close to his esophagus and heart and he was immediately flown from Cairns to Brisbane for treatment. After many painful biopsies, and procedures, Mitchell was diagnosed with Lymphoma B. Cancer picked on the wrong kid because Mitchell is as tough as they come.
His parents Nicollette and John as well as their 3 other children, now face the task of watching their youngest son and brother endure FIVE months of chemotherapy. Nicollette is already a full time carer for her son who has an intellectual and physical impairment and is also a full time carer for her 87 year old Uncle who is currently battling prostate cancer. They are facing 5 months minimum away from home and John is unable to stay by his sons side and will now have to juggle work and find the funds to continually fly back from Cairns to Brisbane on chemo days.
The financial strain this has put on them is immense. They have had to rely on the kindness of family and respite services to carry on the duties that Nicollette would usually take on as a carer. Nicollette and her family are always the first people to drop everything to help someone in need and now they really need a helping hand to get them through this tough time. I know they would never ask for help but if you could find it in your heart to spare even a few dollars this would be at least one less thing for them to worry about.