5 year old Michael battling childhood cancer

Hi everyone. This page has been set up to provide financial support to the family of 4 year old Michael Moreton, who has started his battle against childhood cancer.

Michael is one of four siblings and anything we can do to make this family’s life that little bit easier during this difficult journey ahead, we never know what’s around the corner ❤️

Below is Michaels journey so far, please have a read & share. Any donations towards the fund are greatly appreciated

6 weeks ago I took Michael to his GP, he had lost a couple of pound in weight, he was very pale, his eyes were dark, he was very angry and wanted to be alone all the time, he had completely lost his appetite, and then he started vomiting but only of a night when he was asleep.

We sat down in the room with his doctor and she said how can I help? I said this is going to sound insane to you and you're going to think l'm over reacting, but I think my son has cancer. She shook her head and said that's extremely unlikely, he looks well. I said he didn't and explained his symptoms to which she referred him to a dietician and suggested they might put him on a dairy diet as he used to be allergic to milk when he was a baby but he outgrew that at the age of 2. I thought it was a good ided to start the milk diet myself rather that wait for an appointment with his dietician, so I could prove it's not the milk. We went ahead dairy free, he started to get random temperatures and the vomiting was consistent every night for 5 days straight he was up and spewing and then going back to sleep. I rang his GP in the morning and expressed my concerns he was looking very pale at this point, they had no appointment and said if I am that worried to take him to A&E so we got a bag together and took him to Whiston.

Once again I expressed my concerns and told them

I'd been back and forth with my GP and we're not getting anywhere. They kept him in and run some tests, everything was coming back normal, his white blood cells were low and his red blood cells were high. They started looking into things like colitis (inflammation of the gut), celiac disease and other things to do with his gut, everything came back negative. One doctor suggested an X-ray and when we got the results his bowel was slightly out of place so they sent him for an ultrasound.

Ultrasound came back clear, so we still had no answers. They then sent us home with an appointment being made for an MRI in a couple of weeks, on his discharge letter was the word "? tumour" which I asked a nurse about on the way out and she said they have to give a good excuse to get him an MRI they don't think he actually has one.

Took him home and the next day he got up, ate breakfast and brought it back up. He then sat at the table and said to me "mummy, I just want to go to sleep" my stomach turned. I watched him tuck himself into bed and fall asleep. He's never gone back to bed after just waking up. We rang the ward he was on and said we're worried he's deteriorating since he left he just wants to sleep, so we brought him back up and again told them what was happening. More tests done and his infection markers had gone up so we knew there was an infection somewhere. He was in overnight whilst they tried to figure out what could possibly be wrong with him. I said it doesn't matter what it is just find it because we can manage, I kept asking them to just find that it's not cancer that's all I can think of please just prove to me there's not a tumour somewhere in his body then whatever it is we can manage. They reassured me it's not cancer.

The results of his CT scan came back that his spleen (clears out red blood cells when you have infection) is enlarged and it's not doing its job as well as it should be. Little old me started to google things and all that kept coming up with the blood results he had plus the spleen situation was cancer.

We kept getting results and symptoms but no definitive answer as to what was actually wrong with him. A new doctor came in and I said I want his

MRI scan now, I don't want to wait for his appointment I know something is wrong. They did his MRI.

Mick brought the kids down to see Michael as they hadn't seen him in days, so we were all sitting playing together in the play room. They'd only been here 5 minutes and the door to the play room opened and there stood 6 doctors. I just looked at Mick and he looked at me. I shook my head "can we talk to mum please" I said "yeah do you need Michael" "no just mum and dad". We knew. They took us into a room and sat us down, I looked at the nurse, the only nurse who listened to me all along and told me she knew Michael would come back because there's something wrong with him. Nikki her name was, she knew too. I could see a look in her eyes and I just started shaking my head saying no, no. It can't be, no. The doctor started talking I don't remember what he said but I remember hearing he's found a mass, in his chest. I started to shout I told you! I told you all along and nobody listened! Why did nobody listen! My world just collapsed, I couldn't fathom what I'd just been told.

The doctor started to say about taking him to alder hey tomorrow. Mick said if you don't get him there right now, I'll take him myself. So they called an ambulance to blue light us down to alder hey.

How am I supposed to go in that room and look at my son now I know what I know? The kids were all just playing together with the other doctors clueless to the news we'd just been told. I just broke down it was too much.

So here we are in alder hey, unsure of what specific cancer it is but it's likely to be a lymphoma. His tumour is to the right of his chest next to his heart and it's fucking massive. I don't know how they missed it on all the scans they done. He's on medication here to shrink his tumour so they can put him to sleep tomorrow to do a biopsy of his tumour and a biopsy of his bone marrow to see if it's spread and determine exactly what type of cancer it is because every cancer requires it's own treatment and different types of chemo. So until we know what type it is probably on Friday, we can't start his treatment. He's on medications at the minute one of them is to shrink down his tumour a little bit before the biopsy is done because the size of his tumour and where it is is extremely dangerous to put him to sleep whilst it's this size as it could crush his wind pipe and stop him breathing.

Just can't believe I'm talking about my little boy like this. This is all we know at the minute and we've learned so much about cancer cells and how they work and we understand every little thing that's going on in his body right now and why things are being done the way they are. Feels like forever waiting to know what specific type of cancer he has, because we just want to get him treated now and get him better but it's going to be a long, slow process but slow and steady wins the race. There's no words to say how proud I am of my little superstar and how well he is taken it all so far. It's a long road ahead and it's going to be awful some of the things he's going to have to go through and see but he's got me right by his side and he always will. I love you so much Michael i can't wait to show you your journey when you're older, show you how strong you are. Love you forever and always,

Mummy XXX