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Michaela's Special Day

why she paid for the day

The loss of a parent is the greatest fear for any daughter and Michaela knows only too well the heartache and grief that comes from the loss of her father.

Sadly Geoff passed away at the end of January 2013 and shortly after her loss Michaela was asked if she would like to take part in the Pain and Suffering assault course at Rockingham Castle and she agreed!

Michaela said "Considering I'd never run in my life, I was obviously feeling brave! But the way I saw it, was that for the people Lakelands help through their own suffering, whatever that may be, I could put myself through a bit of pain and suffering!

To raise £1200 by doing it was the icing on the cake, this is near enough to the amount needed for the hospice to provide excellent services for a day. If that money can help make a difference to just one person, then I'm happy."

"Raising the funds was a special day for me, my family and my team. I look forward to visiting the Hospice and seeing how our contributions help to benefit the patients' lives. For me, it will be a fitting tribute to my dad's memory."

Michaela's Story

My dad, Geoff, was diagnosed with Motor Neurone Disease (MND) in 2010. MND is a progressive disease that attacks the motor neurones, or nerves, in the brain and spinal cord. This means messages gradually stop reaching muscles, which leads to weakness and wasting. Just over a year after, dad was deteriorating quite a bit and mum, Gloria, became his main carer.

Dad was always an active man, but as he was able to less and less, he started going to Lakelands Hospice twice a week. On Wednesdays and Thursdays, he would be picked up on the bus and taken over to Corby.

Dad was well cared for there. He was able to have a bath, have a cooked lunch, he even used to bring eggs, fruit and veg home for a small fee! They even played bingo, which dad seemed to always win!

He built up some great friendships at Lakelands both with staff and other patients. When I was younger, dad used to hate going into town. He was one of these get there, get what you need and go as soon as possible type of men. Yet a few months into attending Lakelands Hospice, I was walking through the town with him and it took us an hour to walk from one end to the other – he kept bumping into all his mates from Lakelands!

As a family, we were always included and always welcome to visit dad while he was there. I always think the word hospice can make people think of dying – but Lakelands wasn't, and isn't, like that – it was never a morbid place when we were there, and it was always full of laughter.

The staff always embraced what people could do, rather than what they used to do. They encouraged independence where they could too. Everyone, staff and patients, sat together, sharing stories jokes and banter.

Dad was often found in the garden – the grass area is quite big so dad always joked they could make it into a cricket pitch! Lakelands always had something to put on the calendar as well – dad met one of the runners who carried the torch for the Olympics and was even on the TV talking to the local MP! And of course us girls jumped on the bandwagon and attended the pamper night!

Lakelands soon became a life line for our family. It meant so much that dad could go himself somewhere not only because he needed the care, but where he enjoyed as well. The staff were always so supportive and so it was an obvious choice for me to do some fundraising so other people can experience that lifeline.