The beginning of the worst time of our lives
Luke appeared to be a healthy, very happy, contented baby. When he was five months old, he began to take less milk in a feed, needed to feed more often, and didn’t appear to enjoy solids. We weren’t overly concerned and neither was his Health Visitor.
One morning when I was changing his nappy (he was six months old), I noticed a lump protruding from under his ribcage when he was lying down. It felt very big and it was hard and solid.
I rang my Health Visitor with my concern and she visited within the hour. She didn’t seem overly concerned but advised we see our GP over the next few days.
I got an appointment for the following morning Friday 14 December 2007, the beginning of the worst time of our lives.