Katie was 15 when she died. My family has been ripped apart by something none of us could do anything about. We put brave faces on, and say we're ok; we've raised funds over £8000 and hope that awareness of melanoma is on the increase. But the plain facts are that nothing will ever bring my daughter back, and at the end of each day thats all I want. Katie never sun bathed, or went on a sun bed, she was sensible; and a nice person who many, many people loved. Yet Malignant Melanoma doesnt bear any of this in mind, it doesnt stop and think - "I've done enough damage to this young girl, taking her dignity, ruining her life, leaving her blind and paralysed..." It goes on and on until nothing is left, apart from the surrounding loved ones watching and praying for miracles which dont happen. I used to think there was nothing worse than seeing your child die in front of your eyes, but there is - and its watching your other child try so hard to cope with a loss so great its like having half of his body torn off, there is no rhyme nor reason - Melanoma is a killer, never doubt that. I can't be positive at the moment I'm grieving for the death of a cherished daughter and sister - the days are dark and pointless; I cant keep the mask on any longer pretending that Im coping because Im not.
My world is full of "IF's" - if only I'd noticed the mole earlier,
If only Katie has said something the moment it started irritating her,
If only we had known about scans....
if only we'd insisted on a second opinion at the begining.....,
if only sentinal node biopsy had been done........,
if only she'd been refered to an oncologist from the word go...........,
if only there was no such thing as melanoma.