Jiena tifla ta’ tnax–il sena. Issa ili Wonderland madwar tliet gimghat u drajt lil kulhadd. Qatt ma hsibt li tista’ ma tkunx f’sahhtek u xorta tkun kuntenta. Imma issa nista’ nghid xort’ ohra. Hawnhekk ser innizzel xi punti u nies li ghamluli kuragg.

It was just after the joy and happiness of Christmas and New Year when my 3 year old returned to school. Who would have ever imagined what the New Year would offer!

Since I was a child, it was always a dream that when I grow up I will be working with children. When I grew older I got to know about Puttinu Cares through media but I never knew what it takes to be a volunteer. I don’t know where this wish came from, especially knowing that I’m not a hospital person..

“Your child has cancer” are 4 words that no parent ever wants to hear, but sadly this is what we heard in November 2017. Our daughter had leukaemia at just 2 years old. Being 38 weeks pregnant and having lost a boyfriend to leukemia, I literally felt the weight of the world on my shoulder. Would my daughter also die a slow, painful death?

“The cancer is back”, Dr Calvagna told us in February of 2013. We knew without him needing to spell it out what it meant. This was the fourth time that cancer had reared up its head and this time there was nothing more that could be done to save Jacob. Devastating? It doesn’t even start explaining the engulfing pain me and my husband were experiencing.

Now, that I am getting closer and closer to finishing my treatment, I felt I had to send you a small thank you message concerning you, Dr. Victor Calvagna and the other nurses and doctors in Rainbow Ward. Honestly when I remember the first time entering the Ward, I still hadn’t met you guys as it was very early but I felt something which immediately made me feel at home. Something which you always showed me during my battle. Something which gave me hope and courage in facing the situation. You had my back from day 1 and you can’t even imagine what a difference it made for me.

When I was asked to accompany a relative who was going for treatment at the Royal Marsden Hospital,I was very anxious. I am the last person to be there where people are suffering and I usually break down myself.

We have just returned from Oxford in the UK where we have spent around three weeks with our son Jerome, at Nuffield Orthopaedic Centre, from where he underwent a very sensitive surgery so as to remove a tumour from his limb.