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Our stay at Little Bridge Childrens' Hospice.

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Westward Ho, North Devon, Monday 26th April 2018 Sensory Room- April 2018 Saunton Sands- April 8th 2018 Easter Egg Hunt- 8th April 2018 Making cakes- 26th March 2018 Jacuzzi Elizabeth's room and Lucy Elizabeth and Daddy 4th April- at home for a few days Button Tractor Johnny 25th March 2018 Our stay in Little Bridge Hospice. On the 23 rd March 2018 the ambulance arrived at Exeter hospital to transport our CLIC nurse, Ali, Elizabeth and I to Little Bridge Hospice.   It was so emotional leaving Bramble and I was so scared at where we were going.   We had dragged our heels for so long about visiting the hospice.   We had a planned visit at the end of January 2018 but Elizabeth had become poorly the day before and so we had to postpone.   James had been busy on the farm and his Dad was having treatment for prostate cancer, we had also been very nervous about going and we were not sure if we could psych ou...

Fundraising

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School Cup for Community fundraising  Richards Wish Family Fun Day James and I (pre speech!) Pimms and my a few of my lovely friends Vintage Stitch Raising money for CLIC since before Christmas with the Betsy Owl. So far has raised hundreds of pounds. Face Painting Family and friends James, Lucy and I Fundraising. From our first week in Exeter where I met our CLIC social worker, I knew fundraising would be a big part of our journey.    My friends had organised a cake sale which had raised over £3000 and had also signed up to do the commando challenge.   When our CLIC social worker mentioned a named fund, I set this up for CLIC.   It was nice to be able to add gorgeous photographs and updates on Elizabeth’s treatment.   It also passed the time while in hospital.   To date Elizabeth has raised £5075.   We have kept it has a fund in her memory so that people can choose which charit...

Grief

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Grief. Such a taboo subject... When Elizabeth died I wondered what could possibly help.   I am a reader, so I looked to books and began my search.   There are a few self-help books on the market, but I was surprised to find very little choice.   There were even less written in the UK with many written in America.   I had to get on with things for the other children, but I just wanted to read something which mirrored some of my feelings.   I had always remained so positive up until Elizabeth died, I needed something else to help me see some positives somewhere! Rewinding back to when Elizabeth started to get grizzly and sleepier than normal.   I knew something was wrong, but I always hoped for a miracle, I have found stories where the tumour suddenly stabilises or suddenly shrinks.   I also hoped for some treatment just to give us that bit more normal time as a family and get her on that trip to Disneyland.   Unfortunately, that was not...