As part of Childhood Cancer Awareness month, we asked some of our Camp Simcha alumni families to share their stories. Today we hear from Adam who was just 5 years old when he was diagnosed with cancer, but now almost 15 years on, he kindly shares his journey and how Camp Simcha was part of it.

“On 6th August 2010, over 14 years ago whilst on holiday in Spain, my parents unfortunately heard the words no parent of a child should ever have to hear: ‘Your son has cancer’.

Diagnosed as a 5 year old boy, it is difficult to remember perfectly everything that happened during those few days in August. However, even today, I still retain distinct events and feelings from time. Waking up in a hospital bed in Spain to see my dad who had taken the first flight to see me, my mum and dad taking turns sleeping on the floor those first few weeks in the hospital ward, and the time I lost my hair.
The journey to recovery was long and arduous. It had its ups and downs, but luckily I was able to remain playing sports, I hardly missed a day of school (definitely appreciate that one mum!), and remained upbeat even in the most difficult of times.

The role Camp Simcha played in my life during these awful years cannot be overstated. As I mentioned earlier, being diagnosed and receiving treatment at such a young age means that my journey is defined by memories and a retention of feelings rather than having a full exact comprehension of what I went through. Camp Simcha is a huge reason why, when I think of my journey, I do not remember feeling sad, but instead I think of the happy moments I got to enjoy. Whether it be organised trips to the theatre, or arranging for some of my closest friends and I to go to Wembley, Camp Simcha were responsible for providing me with some of my fondest memories from an otherwise difficult time.

Writing this post for #childhoodcancerawarenessmonth, I think it is vital for me to raise awareness that one’s cancer journey is not solely experienced by the diagnosed. My family went on a journey just as tough as mine, always putting on a brave face for me when I know that deep down they must have been struggling with my illness. And this is where Camp Simcha play an equally important role and why they are such a special charity, providing as part of their Big Brother/Sister volunteer system, not only that constant support for myself, but for my actual brother and sister too. This allowed my parents to alleviate themselves of some stress and responsibility every once in a while. I am lucky to say that my family still has an amazing relationship with my Camp Simcha Big Brother James, who I will never be able to thank enough for the selfless support he gave me during my time of need.
By November 2013, I was finally able to call myself cancer-free. Fast forward to today, and I am a student at the University of Bristol, and the 15-year anniversary of my diagnosis is approaching next year.”

Thank you so much Adam for sharing your story – we love hearing how well you are doing now.