A shared story…
Year 2009 End of 2008 School Holiday’s..
- We were on a bus heading to the movie’s at South bank . The bus driver had trouble stopping and put his foot on the brake and when it happen my arm for some reason hit my breast I felt a lump quiet big actually and all day long I kept thinking about it so when I got home I check but couldn’t find it, The next day I thought I go to a doctor and have it check I was told not to worry cause I had a breast check six months before but when I told the principle about how big it felt she got the school child support officer to take me over to the hospital and have it check yea I went through the testing and needles and ultrasounds and told to go home and the next morning way before 7 am my doctor rings Dr …. goes …. you better come and see me it’s not good news, I knew in my own heart that I had the breast cancer and knowing I felt the size.
- So of I went to see him and the arrangements were made to see the Specialist and I was put in the hospital instantly and had it cut out taking most of the breast and the breast cancer was on the back wall the doctor said it was unusual for that to come forward but I was lucky for it to come out that day I felt it. Three weeks later I started my first course of treatment of chemo and it was so hard the next day I couldn’t move I felt so sick I lost my hair with in that week and took a taxi to the hospital they looked at the dose and said they needed to do a heart check yea it wasn’t meant to be they had to change the chemo treatment as they said if I had stayed on it I go out in a bag sad part my son was there crying non stop and when he started I started.
- So I stayed in there for a few day’s and came home feeling a little better and thought how am I going to survive I’m 52 and got two boys 12 and 9 years of age that needed me will this chemo work or will it get the better of me I had to stop and not think of what I was going through and work to educated my self to get in the work force when the treatment was finished. Life was hard not knowing and I had a lot going on that got the better of me and it to had to be dealt with my 9 year old who was removed from a sporting club because the coach didn’t like aboriginals no one stood up for my son and he was told to leave, that the club took the coach’s advise to remove the child my son didn’t fight nor did he have any issues the only thing he wanted was to take the field he was kick out the day I was told I had breast cancer so yea it was all to much with no support for him and the feeling of not having a friend to stand by me to get him back in the gates to play footy every one turn there backs on us when it came to racism’s in a sporting club and no one wanted there kids kicked out if they stood by us so we had to take the shit and step aside and allow them to bully my child because he was aboriginal .
- Any way I went through every three weeks of treatment of chemo and took on doing Certificate 111 in Teacher Aid and Done a Certificate in Tenancy Advice and Certificate 111 in Business Administration . I really tried to improved on learning but it wasn’t meant to be because on the last cause of chemo I had lost the feelings in my fingers and went home from the hospital and tried to light the gas stove but it wasn’t lighting I was actually lighting my fingers and never felt it. Four days later I woke up crying in pain. And of all days it was NADOIC in ……… park and no one was around that I could get in contact with so I rung the principle at my boys school and she arrange for a worker from school to race me into hospital.
- I was taken straight upstairs and had fingers amputated and 3 months of having a machine to keep my fingers alive and fingers sewed together than taken back up stairs for them to cut my fingers apart and also go through 26 days of radiation .
- I thought things were coming together I just got the pay out from …… and my boys and I had done my house out with all new furniture and the Christmas tree was up and presents under it I was just so excited and looking forwards to Christmas. But life wasn’t meant to be while I was in the hospital someone broke into my house they destroyed it taking the presents and pouring all my food out they ripped the new lounges took all the new TV’S and ran sack my house leaving us with nothing my boys and I spent Christmas with out any thing it tore me apart and all I kept saying was why me.
- My sister in law and I took 3 days cleaning it up and having to pay a skip to take away the things that were destroyed I have never forgot it and neither have my boys my 12 year old had to learn to budget my money and to shop for the things we needed and the youngest learnt to mow the yard and I learnt to be a stronger person through all the things that tested me. We weren’t insured for any thing and life was shit to think of all I had done with the redress money and I didn’t end up owing any thing .
- My sister in law said don’t think what you have lost think of whats ahead if you don’t move forwards life will drag you down sad part she was right. And out of the chemo my fingers were left deform and I have little use of my hand I can’t write with a pen but can type with one finger and can’t hold a cup I had a habit of saying I was a re-tart left with the branding’s of chemo the doctors didn’t tell me I could loose the feelings in my fingers and toes I learn’t that the hard way. I tried to sue the hospital for not giving me any information of loosing the feelings and having my fingers amputated but that had to be done in the first twelve months I left my running to late cause I didn’t know that they had a policy in the hospital after twelve months you just can’t take them on.
- And through this the course of it all I learn’t to be more positive in the way I did things did I ever get work not on your nelly I was down looked upon because my hand looks deform and not to many people were interested in some one old so life is on a disability pension and life is just taking my boy to footy yes he went back to the same club and then he had another coach that tried to do the same thing well I gave them a run for there money and I took the club to the Human Rights Commission and I was prepared to stand up for my son and our rights to be treated equal yea the club has to follow the agreements and my son gets the right to play the game he loves, Why did I take my child back it was because he hadn’t done a thing wrong and I had the right to walk in and be apart of our community with our heads up high.
- Did I ever regret any thing no not really only thing I miss is all the things I bought to make my home comfortable for us to live in and the fact that someone destroyed my house and took all the things I bought. I cried for weeks knowing I had paid all year chrisco and that was poured through the house and the meat packs taken left with out any thing but had to hold my head up high and move on we don’t have new furniture now cause its not every day you get a pay out to do your house up so I had to settle for what I could afford still brings a tear that someone could walk in and destroy the furniture and take what they wanted and leave us to struggle with nothing.
- But I survived and that’s my story of my run through breast cancer and 2 days later after I left hospital I had to go back for a check up I had the lump on my head it was a tumor and they wanted me go back into hospital for it to be cut out I refused but I agreed to knowing the damage that was done to my house and I didn’t have much left but I said give me needles to stop me feeling any thing and cut it out and I’ll talk to you when you do it so yea that’s how it was done and stitched up and I walked out they had it tested and I was lucky it wasn’t cancerous but they said had it stayed any longer it would have been so I was lucky there. Knowing I fought stage 3 breast cancer.
- Now I take life day by day and I stand for my kids and learn’t to be a person who knows someone above was taking care of me. Through all this I fought Domestic Violence and the rights of my boys when everything hit it’s a wonder we made it through every thing I had my boys taken care by staff at the school while i had my visits to hospital stayed in on 6 occasions and couldn’t wait to get out each time. My sister in law passed a couple of months after Christmas that year. And life is quiet but I’m the survivor that lived through it all .
- I’ve been back again with the breast cancer and fought once again the struggle never once got me down, you don’t realize how much it takes out of you to keep on fighting not once did boys complain they did every thing from washing to shopping paying bills and kept there grades up.Sure all the so call friends dropped of but that didn’t bother me I knew deep down life had to go on. ….. played his footy and took on Referring and showed them all he was a far better person for the things he was dealt with and today he is well respected for who he is and shown them he can walk with his head up high. My ….(other son) stuck his head down in the books and now waiting to see what his OP Score is. And as for me I keep to my self knowing I fought all demons to be where I am, we still take each day as it comes and now have them visits with the doctor but thats life. I look back today at all with what has happen and the only thing i can say is I still carry that anger with in me when I see the people wearing breast cancer shirts in the club because I get kick out with my son the day I was told I had breast cancer and no one stood up to help us let alone take my boy back when he was falling between the cracks and the parents on the team said we heard what happen to your house ….. sorry we can’t stand with you because we don’t want what has happen to you I was kick to the kerb because a non indigenous man didn’t want to have a murri kid on his team and to coach a murri boy and yet the president took his side sure I got my day with Human Rights and the right to have my son play footy but really they got away destroying my house stealing every thing of value and leaving me with broken shit not to selvage and a life of with nothing. The pay out from the government was to furniture my house and to live in peace. Not to live to this day with shit furniture and struggling to try and buy something on a pension. Now the club is holding a meeting to see how they can change there ways from the club from folding old demons come back to haunt knowing what they put me and my kids through. Every bit of furniture was brand new my kids hadn’t even sat on a chair let alone slept in a bed . We didn’t have an ounce of food I had to borrow a hundred dollars just to feed the kids that week. But at the end of the day my furniture came from road side clean up yes its fowl but one can’t complain at least I have 4 walls to hide the shit and don’t invite people in to see what crap I live with only 2 people I have asked in but they came when I got out of the hospital and helped carry things into the skip because my hand was still on a machine to keep my fingers alive. As much as I have the anger and the hurt inside I have a boy who loves his footy and his friends and its his dream to do his best and stand tall for what they did deep down he hurts my big boy refuses to ever walk back he holds anger they destroyed his room and took all he had saved and his possessions he said the club did what they did to us and was not accountable for there actions so he stays home and reads and now getting ready to go to university.Its horrible in one way I have to act as if I’ve moved on yet they took away the love of my home and my possessions and wear there breast cancer shirts saying they support breast cancer but kick me out not supporting me when I was going through it because I wrote about the club and there actions to us twice they got coaches to destroy the love of footy with my boy but we got the joy of ending Racism in a footy club. I have met good people through the club and then the shit heads who think they are better people they judge one for the way they dress I don’t dress to impress I am me I put my kids first I live on a small amount of money I can’t work to bring the dollars in and yet made to feel look at her they turn there heads or pretend to acknowledge me but thats fine I know when to walk away so they can run me down whats knew may be if they knew what the club did would they understand how I feel. The club makes my boy feel good with his footy and referring thats all that counts I can come home have my tears behind close doors and they won’t know they got me when I was weak and helpless but they didn’t take my dignity away because I am here still to make them know I don’t run my race of aboriginality taught me to be strong even when I have been hit with the worse of things but the club has great lads who need the club and thats all that counts not the shit people who made life hard but the lads needs everyone support thats why I’m there to make sure no one goes through what I have. And most of all support Teenage Youth Suicide seen and been to many funerals and watched first hand how families have suffered and watched my own boys struggle with the lost of mates and knowing my own father and his sister were gone before they reached 23 years of age yes my father was gone before I turn 2 and I lived the life under the system they paid me out and thats how I bought all the new furniture destroyed by the people who felt murri’s weren’t the time to be taught footy and I can’t throw the towel in to support people who gave my life hell I am a person who stands strong and believe that my children’s dreams have to be given every opportunity in there aims and goals just like when ….. went on the week end to city v country in football with SEQ Squad he came back with new friends one in particular ……….the son of ….(Football player) (Son) now talks on fb with …… they played in the same team and (Son) is much happier but he doesn’t forget what he has been put through nor does he for give easy but as he says he gets nervous each year a new coach and the thought it could happen when ya least expect it but he is moving on and takes footy one day at a time.