What started as a bad back late summer 2014, coupled then with Danny losing lots of weight & sleep over a period of weeks, multiple visits to the GP, being in A&E on our 1st wedding anniversary 21st September - he was then diagnosed with Burkitts type Leukaemia on 1st October.

He completed an intense regime of chemotherapy, which lasted 5 months mainly as an inpatient. He was out & in remission  February 2015. We had started to live our life again, had an offer on a house and were getting out seeing family and friends.

After his check up later March, Danny had a lumber puncture where the doctors could not get into his spine. He had some mild pain after this but not much to worry about, we still managed to get out for his birthday mid April & he went to Monaco on 1st May. The pain had grown & changed during this time, the area was a bit achy, he had some twinges of pain and slight numbness to start - by the 17th May we were back in A&E - his foot & left leg were getting really numb & he struggled to walk.

His blood showed signs of an infection - an abscess as the scan showed an area around the nerve had infection, suspected from the failed lumber puncture. After attempts to reach the area & Danny's symptoms getting worse over these 12 days - more numbness & double vision, we were sent to Kings hospital for it to be drained. It was only then that what was actually removed was a lump not an abscess.

Sadly, Danny's symptoms got worse & it was confirmed the following week that the lump was in fact a tumour - his Burkitts had returned as a lymphoma and he had tumours along the membrane of the spine & brain. On Friday 5th June they advised they could not cure his disease & gave him some emergency chemo to prevent his numbness which was now up to his chest.

Danny made the decision to stop further treatment, and he wanted to get to his Uncle's home in Brighton, a fond place of his by the sea to live out his last days. With all the stops pulled out, his Uncle's managed to get him home on the Tuesday.

It was amazing. Danny seemed to perk up a bit, his chemo had helped with his mobility a bit so he could manage to use a frame to walk to the chair & use the commode. He wanted a bath, so we arranged that with the carers. He sat in the garden with us, watched box sets and I had a bed so I could sleep next to him every night. We had a mass BBQ with his friends - all 50 odd that could make it! He ate all the food he loved, Chinese, Curry & lots of chocolate! He met his best friends new baby - little Danny named in honour of him - he really did do everything he wanted.

Sadly just after holding little Danny, he took a turn. He had been feeling unwell that morning anyway. I was called down stairs & I could see he was deteriorating. Magically, he managed to share some last words with me, we had a long hug & he stroked my hair. His other friends arrived & everyone got to say goodbye and he was still reactive. As the time passed that evening Danny was asleep and calmed by the nurses, we all told stories, played his favourite music & just looked after each other. Sadly Danny died in the early hours of the 17th June, with his mate Ross present & me holding his hand telling him I was still here.

He looked very peaceful, when I had asked him if he was frightened he had said no. He never really was, he had always said he was more worried about the people he was leaving behind, forever telling us all to be brave and be strong when he was gone.

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