It’s hard…

October 7, 2016 — Leave a comment

It’s crappy out there at the moment. Crappy crappy crappy. Blowing a freaking gale, rubbish all over the road… it’s tough to get out there, too, with a full case load of real world jobs.

It doesn’t matter a jot, though. Having an overnight bag packed at all times, just in case your kid’s temperature goes up by half a degree and you have to dash back to hospital… that’s hard.

Seeing a nurse gown up with thick rubber gloves, overboots and safety glasses because the chemicals that she’s about to inject into your kid is so toxic… that’s hard.

Seeing another new, tiny admission arrive in the oncology ward, their parents absolutely wide-eyed with dread and fear… that’s hard.

These funds matter. They really do. Every day a new method is trialled, a new idea discussed, another set of the hardest-working people you’ll ever come across try something else to save a young life.

Please, if you can spare a few bucks, click here, and I’ll put myself through the ringer to do my kilometres. Thank you.

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Max, with his new baby sister Milly, early 2005

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