Friday 16th June mitch called in sick to work for a headache, which is very unusual. Me being wifey, thought must be pulling a swift sickie, he needs to do something last minute. But as the day went on Mitch was tired, slept till 1:30pm, nothing could shake his headache. As persistent as the headache and pain Mitch kept saying he was fine. Saturday 17th Mitch remained the same told him to see his Dr and tell your Dr. Your headache isn’t going away no matter what you do, Asked Mitch to try and get some bloods done also as it’s been a while, but explain your symptoms, maybe migraines and need something stronger. Dr needed Bloods drawn at 10:30 and follow up with results be arranged or present to Emergency if things changed or worsened. Between his Dr visit in the morning another big sleep, mitchs face left side looked slightly droopy, his way of looking around was different, with no improvement I started to press Mitch to go to the Hospital with me. Lucky both kids were at sleepovers. Mitch finally gave in and moved his car out the way for me to take him to Shellharbour Hospital in my car. In the car ride Mitch became shaking cold and speaking as if he was drunk or hallucinating. We arrived in the car park at Emergency Pretty much carrying him bearing full weight on me off balance. I said Mitch you’re scaring me stop it please, triage took Mitch and yelled category 2 resuss. Mitch was having a seizure, Everything went down fast and unimaginable from here. Mitch was taken for an urgent CT which showed a large tumour on the brain swelling and pushing from thleftoverer tothe rightt sidethe brainbrain. I was seated to see the images, and asked to prepare myself to possibly be going by helicopter to RPA. Frantic phone calls to Mitch's parents were made at the time, I needed the Doctor to explain what was happening to their son. Wollongong Hospital was on call and notified of mMitch'ssituation. They needed to try Mitch's responses to the medicationn before just going in guns blazing at his brain. Luckily he responded well to medication, this got the swelling down and controlled the seizures. We needed to get Mitch to Wollongong Hospital by ambulance, his mum went with him, and his dad and I followed to meet at Wollongong Hospital ED. Myself and mitches parents were given a room with hissister and brother inlaw face time linked in. A Neurosurgeon sat down to explain Mitch's situation possibilities, what the tumour could be and prepare for the worst and hope for the best. Mitch did a very detailed high imaging MRI and then was able to go to Neuro High Special Care to be monitored and improve before they could touch tumour. 4 Days of Unknown at Neuro High Special Care, Mitch and I had a little family going in room 10 with Alan, Kevin, and The Italian. All the nurses doctors staff were amazing, everything they did could not be faulted with their empathy and care for Mitch. Mitch knows so many people I needed a personal assistant to get back to everyone learning of his health and situation. I started a group called FUCKYOUTERRY for Mitch's nearest & dearest, Mitch knows people from far and wide his a top bloke that you meet once but stay mates with forever. So,we named the tumour Terry, with everyone's hopes of support for it to be benign or better yet something weird Mitch cooked up in his brain, and could easily be plucked out soon. We remained positive, We cried hugged, We got bored shitless, and we just sat watching the world go by out the window. Mitchell underwent brain crainotomy surgery on Thursday 22nd June, the neurosurgeon team made the decision, once in mitch`s brain to either take a tissue sample, or hopefully remove as much as they could, of his brain tumour terry. Their priority was to safely perform as possible, Terry was large and in charge but the neurospecialist team successfully removed 90% With 10% of this remaining tumour, it means it can not be surgically removed. 5 Days in ICU Recovering the unknown again waiting for biopsy results. As a result of surgery on the Friday 30th June, tests have revealed that the unknown is a Glioblastoma or easier said GBM. This means Mitch requires laser beam radiation to fight terry by shrinking & keeping it at bay, the prognosis is 14 -18months, But our family will fight for a miracle despite being told to hope for the best & expect the worst.. As modern medical science is forever changing, and improving, Mitch is young so we need time on our side. Mitch wants to return to behind the wheel of a truck, his more worried about his goals being shattered and his dream of having his house paid off by 35 won’t happen. Then his tumour or health/recovery. I’ve reassured him, his goals will be reached, his fight is my fight and he can’t leave this world without me. With our little minis being rocked with different routines and family helping them. Mitch wanted to immediately come home to our kids after confirming the diagnosis and prognosis etc. Luckily the neurologist team agreed he could be discharged if Physio and OT signed him off and were strictly told he is not to be left unsupervised, Lift more then 5kg and keep resting once home. Friday 30th June 5:30pm we pulled upto our home and kthe kidswere screaming with excitement waiting for their dad. Reminded the kid's dads got a sore head, We did pizza movie and chill as Friday family night. Once tummy’s were fully and happy, I watched my husband, the father of our beautiful kids, deliver the worst news to our daughter 9. Ruby Rose, Daddy’s little girl hand to hand, Mitch held her hand chocked up crying saying the words to ruby “Bub I have cancer” he couldn’t say it any way he just had to rip the baband-aid off. As much as we wanted to protect her we needed her to be aware, she hugged her dad bloody tight, screamed crying in worry & pain, questions and why. Mitch can only tell our son Cody Bear aka mini mitch that daddy’s sick. Cody has a different scenario to each glance at dads big scar, eg shark bite, shovel hit, and thinks dad was hospitalised with covid for 13days. As mitchs wife & mother to our kids, My heart started to break to pieces, I want to protect my family, change the cards we have been dealt, be given the possibility to make this all go away. In anger frustration disbelief, all built up inside this has to be a nightmare & this still can’t be happening to our family. Mitch is my best friend, soul mate, love of my life, I can’t do life without my moo. He promised me to set the record to live 20yrs more minimum, no matter what the odds are stacked against us. We’re strong together, nothing is ruining our family, our goals, our future. Mitch has scared me by asking me to set up this go fund me page. I told him we got this and no need for it but doubts in his mind and uncertainty have come to this decision. If you can find it within your means, in this crazy time of economic inflation. We’re asking, if you are only able to do so, to provide any financial support you can for Team Dawson we would be forever grateful to you for anything as this is an immeasurable asking to find a blessing. Funds will help our young family navigate the mounting financial commitments, including mortgage repayments, children's education, ongoing medical costs, and the general expenses that accompany us on this unfortunate and uncertain road. Now, more than ever, we unite to fight and have you all by our side as we venture into this unforeseen chapter of our lives. Together, we embrace this opportunity to live life to the fullest and hug our loved ones tighter. ❤️ TEAM DAWSON #gograyinmay #braincancerwarrior #canyougodrythisjuly #fuckyouterry #markhughesfoundation #mhfbeanies
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