Kick to the Kerb
On the first day I walked through the door of Trung Vuong Hospital ICU 20 years ago with my mun, who was a nurse, I didn’t know what cancer was, but I could sense it like the warrior of death, looming over the patient’s bed and family, waiting for the chance to take them away from this world.
As I grew older and decided to do what my mother was so proudly doing for nearly 40 years, I vowed to treat, support and ease the physical and emotional pain of cancer patients. But never had the pain that cancer could do hit so close to home: when my aunt was diagnosed with Breast Cancer, when I hopelessly watched one of my best friends lose her father to Leukemia, when her siblings were still too young to fully grasp the meaning of death. I watched my husband shred tears for the first time for someone he loved so deeply, for Dean, who treated my husband like his own son, who left behind his family and friends after a vicious battle with Leukemia, way too soon. I watched my mother in law lose her bright sunshine as she said goodbye abruptly to her best friend. Following them are every single patient I had held hands for their last moments, had cried for their family grief, and had hope for when they opened their eyes again in heaven that they are burdenless, and pain free.
Sporadically I had been donating my hair when it’s long enough, with the hope that my hair, so fortunately grew strong, would give a person some connection to a normal life, and one day, they would be able to have their health, their lives and their hair glowing again. My battle against cancer started early. But not until now have I felt that I haven’t done enough, that I have been fighting a one on one battle, helping one individual at the time. But why not make this a statement, why don’t you join me in this hair cut, and turn this small sacrifice on my part a pointing finger at cancer, and say: “This is enough, we will fight and we will not stop fighting, until we find a way to defeat you!”
On 01/02/2025,my husband, Cory Hay, joined by his mother, Janine Hay would cut my hair. Dean’s wife, Belinda, will dye her hair. And I would cut and donate 45 cm of hair to the Cancer Council. I would like to thank Cancer Council Victoria for providing us the platform to make our dream come true, and make the world a better place. Donate today!!.
Kick it to the kerb
Every year we lose so many Friends and Family to this dreaded cancer, and this year has been the hardest one for me.
I lost 2 close friends in 2024, Dean and Deb. Their bravery and strong will was a standout, both enjoyed a good fight, over so many topics, but unfortunately this was a fight they didn't win.
Ive been inspired by their can-do attitude and decided to shave my hair and donate my hair.
Our Team Kick to the Kerb consists of Belinda, Cory and Emily, they are either cutting or colouring their hair.
Please donate and help this worthy cause, every dollar can make a difference.
Thank you for continuing your support to find a cure for cancer that has so many forms in which it attacks us . It affects everyone in some degree in their lifetime. In my close family of 6 I have already lost my father, mother and of course my baby brother Dean that you spoke of and a second brother has had it twice and is still fighting the second fight.