Four years ago today, the journey everyone wishes never happened began. I wish in this moment, teaching Taylah to draw cats and dogs while waiting at the Albany Hospital all day came with better results. But that wasn’t to be, and those moments have just lead to all of us missing you everyday.
It was a Tuesday, 17 June 2014. Tegan had returned home from a girls weekend away, where Taylah’s beloved Poppy had noticed she was a bit wonky. She seemed to be lacking strength on one side and was running to the side.
Following a doctors appointment, they thought Taylah may have had a bleed on the brain, the result of a knock to the head at a recent birthday party. At the time, that seemed like the most daunting, horrible thought. But what I would have given now for that to have been the outcome that might have had a glimmer of hope with it at the end.
Hours later, Taylah had been waiting ever so patiently all day, and it was getting late. The doctor came to see Tegan with the news no one wants to hear - the CT scan had shown a mass at the bottom of Taylah’s brain, and she needed to be sent to Princess Margaret Hospital. From there, Taylah went back home for a peaceful night (and a sleepless night for her Mummy) before she headed to Perth the next day.
And so began the journey... the time in hospital, then Ronald McDonald House, chemo, radiation, and living the next 11 months to the fullest. Creating memories and fighting the hardest battle of her life.
I don’t think there will ever be a day where it’s fair, or that anyone understands why. But Taylah’s journey is a big part of who each of us today, whether you were a relative, a friend or if you only became part of her journey after she said goodbye. Her influence is shaping the changes we are all contributing to everyday - I have no doubt she’s responsible for running us off our feet with the insane demand for beanies!
Four years since this moment feels like a lifetime ago, but then it also feels like just yesterday 😔 The reason behind everything 💜 - Em xx