1999: I didn’t want breakfast – I wanted a lollipop. Mum said I could have an ice lolly but then I spied the apple pie and custard ice-cream Nanny had brought for us yesterday. So, that was breakfast. Closely followed by a banana on the way to swimming. We went to Maldon and swum in the ‘bubbles’. I wanted to stay there all day but mum lured me away with the thought of a Donals burger happy meal. I did my usual falling asleep trick on the way home and mum did her usual appearing me on the settee trick ready for when I woke up, which I did at 3.15 and in a very happy mood. I watered the entire garden with the water from my paddling pool and then I decided to paint my toy car and my finger nails. I held out my hands and said I looked like Aunty Bim which mummy found hysterical. Aunty Bim has lovely long painted nails – apparently mummy owes her three from when I was born – she’d apparently arrived in the labour room perfectly groomed but mum had somehow snapped three, but it’s okay, I didn’t notice. This evening we went to Aunty Eesa’s and when we arrived Dandell and Dessica were already in bed, and I soon followed.
2019: Day off today and headed over to see mum who, is now back from visiting in Ireland but off of work due to spinal denervation and fibromyalgia. We had a good catch up about Ireland and the last time I was there for the ball and found the above pic of me meeting up with Jacob again after 11 years and with Kate about to let Abby’s balloons go the day after the ball.
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1999: Same old routine this morning although I did grace mum with a small cuddle on the settee. Mummy picked me up at four from Edons and off we went to Agal’s party in Chelmsford. We had lots of yummy food and she had some wicked presents and lots of friends. I soaked everyone with a water pistol, opened one of Agal’s presents when no one was looking and blew out the candle on the cake. Well, it is my birthday, they just don’t realise. Mum didn’t seem very supportive of my theory. Agal didn’t seem to mind though – she was having a good time too. Mummy and I got home at eight and off to bed. It took me half an hour to fall asleep as I was busy planning my next birthday party.
2019: Ah. What fun we used to have with Abby. They moved to Ireland when I was 4 and we moved to Lincolnshire. Sadly we didn’t see Abby again as she died in 2005. Mum and Mark are off to see Karen and Mark and her siblings Kate and Finley in the next few weeks but money stops play for me. The last time I saw them was about 6 years ago when we went to the Abby Harding Memorial Foundation Ball in Tandragee and I also met up with John and Jacob from those 1999 years. For more information on theis wonderful foundation, supporting families of children with an acquired brain injury, you can find the Abby Harding memorial Foundation on face book
If you have suffered the loss of a child you can get support at https://www.lullabytrust.org.uk
Helpful books for children struggling with loss are:
Badgers Parting Gift (Mum and I read this when we lost Bomper)
Muddles, Puddles and Sunshine
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1999: – I felt a bit kinder today and slept until 8, which seemed to please mum, but we didn’t lounge around as we apparently had a busy schedule ahead. We started in Asda getting Bombers shopping which mummy found very confusing due to all the fresh food on the list. Honestly, how the other half live, mummy feeds me from packets, tins and the freezer! In protest I kept swinging my feet as I sat in the trolley and putting dirty foot prints all over her beige jeans (well I ask you, what a colour to wear). She was not impressed, but my fun didn’t last long as she robbed me of my trainers. Once we’d loaded up the car we went to the dentist but there was a long delay. Mummy didn’t seem to mind though; she just made another appointment for another day. Seems strange for her to be so cheerful about an inconvenience, perhaps she really likes the dentist and doesn’t mind when she lets her down. We called in to see Nanny and Pa and then to Bompers to deliver his shopping. Next we went to see Karen at the Rugby pitch where her husband Mark was playing. I found it very frustrating though as I was strapped in my buggy, having to watch mud covered men running after a funny shaped ball. I thought it would have been far more fun if mum had let me out of the buggy and let me run around after the ball, Karen agreed but mum didn’t give in and I remained restrained. I got my own back later though when we went on to the club for a drink and saw two men playing pool – I decided to make the game more fun by moving the balls, they didn’t seem to mind, but mum spoilt the fun as always. We went back to Karen’s and I played with her daughter Abigail, affectionately known to me as ‘Agal’ and we stayed the night, with Agal’s cot next to my bed.
2019: This morning mum had to get up early with me to take my bloods for monitoring due to immunosuppressants – I keep telling her I’m far too busy to drop by the hospital. Although I managed to get home early today as need to pick Caine up from the station as he has just got back onshore and missed my birthday celebrations. Mum’s still muttering something about priorities.
Sadly A’gal died when she was 7 following a road traffic incident. She was living in Ireland with Karen and Mark and her younger sister Kate. Her parents have set up The Abby Harding Memorial Foundation with every bit of money raised going directly to families of children with acquired brain injury. We are still in contact and have been to one of the foundation balls which are held every couple of years