My daughter and wife were taken to GOSH (Great Ormond Street Hospital) by ambulance, I went home to sort out arrangements for my son of 4.... A very kind friend looked after our son while we were in hospital and getting the results and then took him round to his grans.

But what do you say to a little boy... well nothing really... or just that 'Your little sister that you love, that takes your food and runs away and you enjoy playing with is very ill'.. I couldn't say that. How about nothing?  Not a good idea seeing as he was sleeping at his grans house for the night. 'Ok, son, your sleeping at grans as your sis has to stay in hospital, I promise you I will be back in the morning.'

I was in shock I drove up to GOSH to meet my wife, when I got there I was told by my wife that a cyclist with a LOVE for life had ridden straight in front on the ambulance (which had it's blue's and two on) errrr nahhh. I wonder how he would feel if he had been knocked down and vehicles did not get out the way, or if it had been HIS daughter in the ambulance?!!!?

All of the  doctors and nurses were all lovely, GOSH deserves the fab reputation it has. A very nice doctor came in and had chat, asked us the symptoms and said that it was classic symptoms of brain tumour, the 'mass' as they called it was pressing on part of the nervous system causing all the problems. If only we had known we would have taken her in sooner.

My round faced, sweet little girl had not woken from the anesthetic, something was wrong. We had been told it was water on the brain. I had heard about it, but did not know what it was and what the 'water did'. Water on the brain's techi name is  hydrocephalus, it causes pressure on the brain and the 'mass' or tumour was stopping the water drain.The doctor said they would be operating in the morning so at about midnight I went home to sort things out. The drive through London was lovely and refreshing, but having got up at 5 am that morning for work I was tired and in shock, little did I know what was to come.