Michael died on a cold sunlit day following months in hospital. A childhood cancer survivor, he’d developed secondary cancer aged 26. His older sister Julie was at his bedside. His mother, whom I’ve known for years, was not.
She’d been denied visiting access following his hospital admission.
The tragedy here is that this young man not only lost his life but that he was unable to be with his mother during the most painful and desperately difficult moments of his treatment.