A mother’s instinct
In June 2011, we were getting ready to take Beth to nursery and she started to complain that her hip was hurting. She found it difficult to walk down the stairs, and initially, I thought nothing of it. She went to nursery as normal and I headed to work.
Later that day, the nursery called to say that Beth was still in pain and that it was getting worse. They suggested we take her to see the GP at the walk-in centre, but we took her straight to the local hospital. Beth was kept in the Sunderland Royal Hospital overnight for observation as her temperature was high.
It’s funny, even though the doctors didn’t say anything, there was something in my head telling me it was leukaemia. She’d been paler than usual (she’s quite fair skinned anyway) and had some leg pain before – I’d had it in my mind for a few months before that something was not quite right. Mother’s instinct I suppose?
The next day, we were sent home as her temperature had gone down and her blood count was normal. Her white blood count was 10, the upper end of normal. We thought everything was OK, but later that day, we had a phone call from the hospital, asking to see us in person.