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Mum Got Sick
Mum Got Sick
Mum Got Sick
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Eleven-year-old Lucy happily lives with her parents and her beloved rabbit, Jumper. There is nothing she enjoys more than playing in her paddling pool and watching Jumper hop around the garden. Spoiled with unending love and affection, Lucy wants for nothing—until the day her mother is diagnosed with cancer.

When her mum begins her treatments, Lucy’s world begins tumbling down around her as she battles feelings of helplessness and struggles to understand the scary diagnosis. Although her Granny does her best to comfort her and provide her with stability, Lucy’s rabbit eventually becomes ill with cancer as well—a traumatic event that sends her down a rebellious path to befriend a popular girl at school. Will Lucy find a way to shun the label of being the daughter of a mum with cancer and make good choices or stay on the same dark path to an uncertain future?

In this juvenile story, a girl must grapple with a multitude of unfamiliar feelings after her mother is diagnosed with cancer.
LanguageEnglish
Release dateDec 21, 2021
ISBN9781665595681
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    Mum Got Sick - Tina Mitchell

    © 2022 Tina Mitchell. All rights reserved.

    No part of this book may be reproduced, stored in a retrieval system, or

    transmitted by any means without the written permission of the author.

    Published by AuthorHouse  12/18/2021

    ISBN: 978-1-6655-9566-7 (sc)

    ISBN: 978-1-6655-9567-4 (hc)

    ISBN: 978-1-6655-9568-1 (e)

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    of the author and do not necessarily reflect the views of the publisher,

    and the publisher hereby disclaims any responsibility for them.

    CONTENTS

    Dedication

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    DEDICATION

    Tina Mitchell grew up on a council estate with her parents and younger sister Cherie. Tina was a rebellious child at school and left with no qualifications. Unfortunately Cherie died of cancer aged 45, Tina was absolutely devastated from this. Life has thrown many challenges at Tina but this has been her hardest one yet. This book is not about Cherie’s story of cancer it could be someone else’s journey.

    Cherie you will always be my hero.

    1

    Mum was sick.

    Mum was shouting again. Come on, Lucy. We are going to be late for the nurse. Mum was having another blood test. She said the nurse wanted some of her body petrol because she was always feeling sleepy. When we got to the doctors, the nurse was running late, which Mum wasn’t really happy about. The nurse took some of Mum’s blood and put a plaster on her arm. I got a sticker for watching.

    Let me introduce myself. My name is Lucy, and I am eleven years old. I live in a big house with my mum and dad. I don’t have any brothers or sisters, but I do have a rabbit. She’s called Jumper and lives indoor with us. She can do tricks when I ring a bell.

    It was summer holidays. The sun was shining, so the paddling pool was up. My mum doesn’t work, so she was at home. I don’t have to go to any holiday clubs or to a child minder, not like some of my friends who hardly ever see their mums or dads. My dad works in London, and he gets loads of money for his job. That’s all I know.

    When we got back from the doctors, Mum and I put the hose pipe into the paddling pool. Why did it seem to take forever to fill up? While the paddling pool was filling, I went indoors and brought out Jumper so she could play in the garden and get some fresh air. When the pool was ready, I jumped straight in, and it’s was absolutely bloody freezing! Mum told me off for swearing.

    I’m planned to stay in the pool all day, until I got all wrinkly. Mum sat on a sun lounger, and after a while, she fell asleep. I hoped all summer would be like this because this year we aren’t going on a seaside holiday. That’s so not fair.

    Mum woken up just before Dad came home from work. I was still in the paddling pool, and Jumper was hopping around the garden. Dad asked if we wanted a cold drink. He brought me out a glass of squash, Mum had a glass of wine, and Dad had a beer. After she finished her wine, Mum started dinner. Another salad again with potatoes. This is the only thing I did not like about summer—salads every day. We ate what Jumper ate.

    Once dinner was ready, Mum called me and Dad in to wash our hands and sit at the table for dinner. At the dinner table we told each other about our days. I told Dad I got a sticker from the nurse because I was good at watching Mum having a blood test. Mum told Dad all about her blood test and how she was feeling. She said the results would be back within a few days.

    During the summer it doesn’t get dark till late. But I still have to go to bed at 8.30 p.m. That’s not fair when it’s the summer holidays. I’m only allowed to stay up late on Saturday night, and that’s until 9.30. I can’t wait to be a grown-up, stay up really late, and eat and do what I want. It’s not much fun being eleven years old.

    Over the next few days, Mum and I did nothing. We just stayed at home and spent a lot of time in the garden. I’m glad the sun was hot and shining. I was in the paddling pool all day, Mum lay on the sun lounger, falling asleep. And poor Dad was at work.

    On Wednesday, Mum got a call on her mobile phone from the doctors’ surgery, asking if she could come in and have another blood test because her white blood cell count was low. I didn’t understand that because Mum always called it body petrol as the blood in your body has to go all the way round to your heart, lungs, brain—everywhere. Mum say’s it’s just like a car that needs petrol to make it go. Our blood makes us go. Mum made an appointment for the next day.

    Thursday we were back there at Mum’s doctor. This time the doctor took Mum’s blood and then her blood pressure. The doctor asked lots of questions. I just sat on a chair, swinging my legs and looking at a big poster of the human skeleton. We have loads of bones in our bodies. Imagine if we had no bones our body. We would be just like jelly on the floor.

    I was daydreaming so I didn’t notice the doctor was talking to me. Mum had to shout at me. The doctor told me that I had to be good as Mummy was poorly. I told the doctor I’m always good.

    After the doctor’s we went shopping. I hate shopping unless I’m getting toys or a Build-a-Bear for me. But this time it was only a little shop, and Mum only got a basket. She bought us doughnuts for after dinner. I couldn’t wait for dinnertime, but I figured it would be salad again. I am so not a rabbit.

    When we got home, Mum said it was too late to go in the paddling pool. She was just about to start dinner, and Dad would be home soon. Tonight we were having pasta for dinner. Hooray! I love pasta, and there would be no salad at all. And after dinner, a doughnut of course. Dinner was nearly ready when Dad came home. I set the table as I was being good, just as

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