I'm supporting Bailey's Little Star Fund.

Just before Christmas time I learned one of my close friends lost their son just before his 4th birthday. I had just spent a full day out having father and son time and it shook me massively. To think of or even try to comprehend what it must be like to lose a child I couldn't possibly imagine going through that parents grief. I usually raise money for solo parent's United Northwest Official Facebook group but this year I believe this deserves my attention as I have served the parents group with fund raisers since 2018 but for 2025 I'm going to do something personal and something for a close friend whose helped our parents group as an admin for several years.

I am booked on the Manchester Marathon which takes place Sunday 27th April at 9am.

This is the parents story below👇

A few months before Christmas 2003, my son Bailey, aged just two, started to become unwell.

He would be sick several times a day and became unsteady on his feet. He wasn't his usual happy self, so we took him to the GP and they said it was probably an ear infection, and we were sent away.

Bailey continued to be unwell, and one day I happened to notice one of his eyes crossed over for a few seconds. We knew it was something serious, so we took him to the walk-in centre. The doctor checked him over and said he couldn't find anything 'wrong' with him. He had no fever, no rash - just raised blood pressure. But we refused to leave until he was admitted because we knew he wasn't well.

Bailey was monitored overnight and given intravenous antibiotics. The following morning he had developed a squint and was given a CT scan, which revealed a mass on his brain stem. He was immediately rushed by ambulance to Birmingham Children's Hospital where, on Christmas day, he was operated on to remove the tumour. We waited and prayed for our little boy.

The operation was a success and two weeks later he was able to talk and walk, even though he was still very weak. Then came the news we were dreading... our son had a brain tumour called medulloblastoma and would need intensive chemo and radiotherapy.

He coped with the treatment so well. He regularly had platelet transfusions due to the chemo and had several hospital stays due to infections. The radiotherapy was the hardest part as he had to go under general anaesthesia everyday for five weeks. His skin became very sore and red like sunburn. He had a few more chemo sessions and then his treatment was complete.

Sadly within 6 weeks of stopping treatment he starting becoming unwell again and I knew it had returned. When we told the doctors our concerns they reassured us it was extremely unlikely the tumour had grown. But I trusted my instincts and demanded an MRI scan. The results showed that the cancer had returned and had spread down his spine.

The only hope was trying out a drug called etoposide which had sometimes slowed down the growth of these sorts of tumours. So we tried but sadly a few months later Bailey came home to pass away on 15 June 2005, just before his 4th birthday.