Weʼve raised £167 to Raise money for our beautiful member Bekah and family to go on holiday ❤️
- Funded on Wednesday, 17th July 2019
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So as a group we hope to raise money to put bekah and ger family on a holiday ❤️ she has spent so much time in the hospital lately and honestly her story is inspiring for everyone. She's got much more hospital appointments coming up and we just want her to have something to look forward too. We have 14,600 members in here imagine if everyone just gave £1. When asked about her story this is what she said to me and it broke my heart 😭
When I was 11 me and my Mum thought I had appendicitis, I had severe pain in my stomach, I was vomiting and could barely move. We went to the hospital and no appendicitis. This was the start.
For nearly 4 years I was in and out of hospital repeatedly, severe pain in the right hand side of my abdomen, vomiting and drastic weight loss. For 4 years I had laparoscopies to try and find an answer. There was no answers.
I spent my GCSEs inside the same four hospital walls, I got patient transport to school and back to hospital. 9 months I spent in a children’s ward writing coursework whilst being tested on, medicated and messed with.
I attended prom a week after surgery, in a dress that I’d bought the same day, my friends arrived in glamorous limos, I clung on to my Mum barely able to walk due to the 12 stitches in my stomach. They danced the night away whilst I cried in the corner, eventually going to a place that was meant to be home. A place that I’d barely seen.
By 17 I still had no periods, all my friends were discussing how horrendous they were and how lucky I was. I felt the opposite, I was under gynaecologists and gastroenterologists, I was under pain management consultants. Since I was 11 they had tried medication after medication. I eventually had 1 bleed, it lasted for 7 weeks and I ended up hospitalised with low iron levels and constantly fainting.
At 17 I was told I had hyperprolactinaemia with secondary amenorrhea and galactorrhea. This meant my prolactin hormone was extremely high (almost 3 times higher than a breastfeeding woman’s), I had only had one period and my breasts produced a milky discharge.
I suffered a miscarriage when I was 17, doctors were confused as to how a pregnancy had even happened given the absence of ovulation and periods.
By 18 I still had no periods, I was told I was infertile and my body was unable to carry a child due to the surgery damage and also because I was not producing oestrogen or progesterone.
I fell pregnant with my miracle baby at the age of 19, doctors told me to expect to miscarry. 3 weeks later there was no signs of a miscarriage. I had a scan off my gynaecologist and surely enough, I had a 6 week 4 day old baby inside my womb, with a beating heart. I spent the whole pregnancy being scanned and tested. I became a test subject for them to find out how I spontaneously conceived.
I spent another year as a hospital experiment, no periods, constant pain and no answers.
Now I’m 20, in January I began to suffer agonising headaches, I lost my sight during these, I constantly get nose bleeds. Once again I became a test subject, they found a brain haemorrhage right next to my pituitary gland, they then found a benign brain tumour. For 9 years, they had cut open and tested my stomach, the problem remained in my head.
The tumour is bleeding onto my brain and it will continue to grow over the coming months and years. I sat in front of a specialist who told me that there was nothing they could do to stop it. Time is my best friend and my worst enemy.
There is an option for surgery to shrink it and prolong my life expectancy, however; that would mean aborting the beautiful life I’m currently carrying. I had to choose between my second miracle baby or my own life. This miracle baby who I have watched kick and wriggle, a strong heartbeat.
Now I’m 20 with a partner who has stood by me through it all, a beautiful daughter and a bump. I’m also 20 with a brain that is slowly becoming my worst enemy and my biggest fear.
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Apr 11, 2019
Love you Queen B xx
Apr 2, 2019
I know it's not much but every little helps. I hope you get to go on an amazing holiday and that the treatment you get after your miracle baby works wonders for you. Sending all my love. ❤️ Xxx
Mar 31, 2019
It’s not much i’m Sorry bekah but I hope it helps xxx
Mar 29, 2019
Wishing you all the luck in the world Bekah, you are a beautiful person inside and out, and I hope you continue to have that fighting spirit that we all know and love. ❤️
Mar 25, 2019
Not much but hope it helps x
Mar 22, 2019
Mar 22, 2019
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