The doctor sent Ben for some blood tests
Ben had been unwell with a slight chest and throat infection and had been on antibiotics for about a week. But he just didn’t really pick up.
He’d been to school on the Wednesday but seemed so tired at the end of the day. So just to be on the safe side, his dad took him back to the doctors the next morning, convinced it was a virus that just wouldn’t go away.
The doctor was a little concerned about an enlarged spleen and the fact that the antibiotics hadn’t worked. Ben was also a slightly strange colour. The doctor decided to send Ben for some blood tests. He wanted him to go straight to the hospital and we later found out the request was urgent.
By 2pm I had a phone call at work to be told Ben had leukaemia. I immediately asked my doctor what we needed to do and the reply was: “Get home, get bags packed and get to the hospital”. Not our local hospital but a specialist unit an hour away from us – the longest car journey of my life!
It was truly the most frightening day of my life. To have a normal seven year old child attending school one day, only to be diagnosed with a life-threatening illness another, is just surreal.
By that evening Ben was hooked to a drip and at midnight had his first blood transfusion. The next day he had a lumbar puncture and the following day started chemotherapy.