| Location | Leeds |
| Age | 4 years |
| Date of Birth | 11/2001 |
| Date of Death | 5/2006 |
| Visitors | 6,789 since 25/07/2007 |
| Creator |
Oliver James Marshall DOB 2nd November 2001
(our Ol Pol)
He died at 11.10 pm on Friday 26th May 2006
He was 4 when he died in the PICU at St James Hospital,Leeds
Oliver has 2 older brothers Dan & Matthew they were 19 & 6 when he died
Oliver had been poorly on & off for a few weeks before cancer was found, tired and pale and
occasions of vomiting but the GP could find nothing wrong.He was diagnosed with NHL (non-hodgkins
lymphoma) on 21st October 2005. His kidneys were a mass of tumours as was his liver. He needed
dialysis to help him through he first few days before his kidneys strated to show signs of
improvement.His outlook at diagnosis was good and the majority of children who do get this type of
cancer survive. He responded really well to the chemotherapy and the tumours to his liver and
kidneys had gone by Christmas and we thought he was going to be ok. He had a really tough time and
needed a tube down his nose to help with nutrition which he hated but he was so patient and brave I
felt ashamed of the times I would cry.
Oliver was given the all clear and stopped all treatment in March 2006 we had a big family party to
celebrate and to treat him he'd missed so many family birthdays since he'd been ill. That
was on April 1st April Fools Day 2006. April 5th he complained of feeling tired and asked to be
carried and I knew something was wrong. He was sick again Friday morning and back in hospital on
Saturday. He began to have headaches which became worse and worse as did the vomiting. His Drs
couldn't believe the cancer hd come back and his stomach was clear of tumours - they just
didn't know what was wrong. He became worse screaming at pains in his head and body and needed
morphine to get any rest. His speech became slurred he couldn't walk and one eye went
crosseyed. Finally a lumbar puncture confirmed that the NHL was back but this time in his Central
Nervous System hence the headaches, speech & vision problems. This was Easter Monday 16th April.
Immediate chemotherapy brought back an impressive improvement and by Friday his eyes & speech
were normal, he had no more pain and we went home until the following Tuesday when he would start
intensive chemo in the hope thi would kill the cancer. His outlook was not good but we remained
positive.
Oliver had the first chemo course and was due to go home again on the Sunday - he never went home
again. The chemo attacked the cancer but also killed his immune system and it was never able to
recover. He had infection after infection, was in and out of PICU with raging temperatures often
over 40 degrees. He became jaundiced and weaker as he was unable to eat, he was unable to be fed
properly due to his bowels shutting down causing his stomach to swell and then his skin peeled like
some terrible case of sunburn. This went on for 5 weeks, blood and platelet transfusions everyday
but nothing worked and finally his breathing became an issue. He was very confused and not really
with us much by that time but on the very last day of his life he rallied for a little while in the
morning and asked us to watch Big Cook Little Cook & Smarteenies with him on CBeebies.
The end was sudden & unexpected by us and the medical staff. One minute everything was stable
and the next his heart rate plummeted and stopped and he was unable to be revived despite every
effort. He was unconcious at the time and had been for some hours earlier so at least he wasn't
scared and at least me and his daddy were there wth him. The Dr's think his bowel may have
perforated at the end causing potassium to be released and this stopped his heart.
Oliver was the baby of the family, still sucking his thumb when he was diagnosed. He had white
blonde hair and blue eyes. He was funny and bright and very very cute. He had just started nursery
and despite all my concerns that he would miss me took to it like a duck to water. He ws always
brave and rarely cried when he hurt himself a real tough little boy but one who loved a cuddle and
loved being read to.
His constant companion was a toy dog called Flops because he was a floppy bean bag type dog. He had
Flops with him every day until he died and afterwards, the 2 of them were cremated together.
He loved the Star Wars films and we would watch them with him 1 - 6 in order over and over again. He
loved the first series of the new Dr Who and had eagerly looked forward to the 2nd series but sadly
was too ill by the time it started to really watch it.
He loved playing games and cricket with Matthew before getting ill. He was an extraordinary,
ordinary little boy who I never thought I would be without and even now year on I can hardly
believe he is gone. He is missed every single day and always will be.
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SPECIAL ABSENT FRIENDS
The time has come to say goodnight,
for every road must end,
to the ones who care ~ and they're always there ~
our very special friends.
Let's say goodnight to those we love,
and maybe shed a tear,
but before we close, let's think of those
we love who can't be here.
Let's raise a hand to absent friends,
for every road must end.
You'll always be there in our hearts,
our special absent friends.
And when it's time for us to go
and our long journey ends,
we'll never be alone, you see,
we'll be with absent friends.
Let's raise our hand to absent friends
for every road must end.
You'll always be there in our hearts,
our special absent friends.
Why
As I look up into the beautiful sky
I can only ask myself one more time--why
Of course people tell me it was your time
But they don't know what it's like
to pretend to be fine
To live each day with the hurt and pain
From deep inside you don't know where it came
They don't know how it feels to have to live
Without the child who had so much to give
To go on and on and never know why
I can't understand no matter how hard I try
I try to be patient and not get mad
But of course I'll always be sad
There is such a void and emptiness inside
You can't imagine how much I've cried
And I know if I really knew why you had to leave
You still wouldn't be here
and I'd still be bereaved.
MELISSA GOODE
A young mother set her feet on the pathway of life. "Is the way long?" she asked.
And her guide said, "Yes, and the way is hard and you will be old before you reach the end of it, but the end will be better than the beginning." But the young mother was happy and would not believe that anything could be better than these years. So she played with her children and gathered flowers for them along the way and bathed with them in the clear springs. The sun shone on them and life was good and the young mother cried, "Nothing will be lovelier than this."
Then the night came and the storms and the path was dark and the children shook with fear and cold. And the mother drew them close and covered them with her mantle, and the children said, "Oh , Mother, we are not afraid, for you are near and we know that no harm can come to us." And the mother said, "This is better than the brightness of the day, for I have taught my children courage."
And the morning came and there was a hill ahead, and the children climbed and grew weary, and the mother was weary too, but at all times she said to the children, "A little patience and we are there." So the children climbed and climbed and when they reached the top, they said, "Mother, we could not have done it without you." And when the mother lay down to sleep that night, she looked up at the stars and said, "This is a better day than the last, for my children have learned fortitude in the face of hardness. Yesterday I gave them courage -- today I gave them strength."
And the next day the strange clouds came, clouds of war and hate and evil. And the children groped and stumbled, but the mother said, "Look up. Lift up your eyes to the Light." And the children looked up and saw above the clouds the Everlasting Glory and it guided them and brought them beyond the darkness. And that night the mother said, "This is the best day of all, for I have shown my children God."
And the days went on and the years, and mother grew old, and she was little and bent. But her children were tall and strong and walked with courage. And when the way was hard, they helped their mother and when the way was rough, they lifted her, for she was light as a feather. And at last they came to a hill, and beyond the hill they could see a shining road and gates flung wide and the mother said, "I have reached the end of my journey and I know that the end is better than the beginning, for my children can walk alone, and their children after them." And the children said, "You will always walk with us, Mother, even when you have gone through the gates."
And they stood and watched her as she went on alone and the gates closed after her and they said, "We cannot see her but she is with us still. A mother like ours is more than a memory -- she is a living presence."
by Temple Bailey
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Why did she have to go
So young I just don't know why
Things happen half the time
Without reason without rhyme
Lovely, sweet young woman
Daughter, wife and mother
Makes no sense to me
I just have to believe
She flew up to Heaven on the wings of angels
By the clouds and stars and passed where no one sees
And she walks with Jesus and her loved ones waiting
And I know she's smiling saying
Don't worry 'bout me
Loved ones she left behind
Just trying to survive
And understand the why
Feeling so lost inside
Anger shot straight at God
Then asking for His love
Empty with disbelief
Just hoping that maybe
She flew up to Heaven on the wings of angels
By the clouds and stars and passed where no one sees
And she walks with Jesus and her loved ones waiting
And I know she's smiling saying
Don't worry 'bout me
It's hard to say goodbye
Her picture in my mind
Will always be of times I'll cherish
And I won't cry 'cause
She flew up to Heaven on the wings of angels
By the clouds and stars and passed where no one sees
And she walks with jesus and her loved ones waiting
And I know she's smiling saying
Don't worry 'bout me
Don't worry 'bout me
Don`t worry 'bout me
Artist: Jackson Alan
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" I MISS YOU"
The Evergreen's Rose
Outside the house beside the driveway is an evergreen,
And two or three times every year a miracle is seen.
A single red rose starts to bud and blossom to full bloom,
In the center of the evergreen facing my room.
Surrounded by the greenery it glows a brilliant red,
A single red rose blooming where no other makes it's bed.
Each time it happens and I see it I just stop and stare,
And wonder with this evergreen how did the rose get there.
I always stand amazed when I am pondering this view,
It always brings back memories of someone that I once knew.
The evergreen reminds me of the people I have known,
But one stands out just like this rose that blooms there all alone.
The evergreen is beautiful like people I have met,
The rose reminds me of someone I never will forget.
The evergreen surrounds the rose with all it's greenery,
But the beauty of the precious rose is all that you can see.
It touches all your senses when the rose is blooming there,
It makes you stop and notice all the plant life everywhere.
Floral you would never see or pay attention to,
Unless the beauty of the rose had it's effect on you.
Sometimes things in life will bring the focus into view,
And make you notice everything as if it were brand new.
It makes you stop and be aware of all the little things,
You notice flowers as they bloom and watch a bird that sings.
She was such a person that this rose reminds me of,
Filled to overflowing with her gentleness and love.
Always with an attitude of being positive,
Never wanting for herself she only knew to give.
She never let the world around her change her attitude,
Like the single red rose blooming in it's solitude.
She knew her mind and heart and nothing could stand in her way,
Just like the single brilliant rose that's blooming here today.
Many times her actions would bring questions from a peer,
Just the way you wonder why the rose is growing here.
But in the end you always knew she'd blossom on the scene,
The same way that this single rose did with the evergreen.
Some people slip into your life so quietly they came,
And just the fact they touched your life, it never is the same.
She touched so many people's lives the way that she touched mine,
She was that rose so beautiful and I part of the pine.
~ James A. Kisner
★♥ MY ANGEL SISTER ♥★
Forever my sister
Forever you'll be,
A part of my heart
I no longer see
But the heart doesn't need
To see what it loves,
The heart can reach out
To Heaven above!
My heart will always
Hold you so near,
With precious memories
Treasured ~ year after year.
We were sisters at birth
And sisters we'll always be,
No one can ever take away
The bond between...
My Angel sister and me !!! ★♥
LIFE'S REMINDER'S
Maybe God wants us to meet a few wrong people before meeting the right one so that when we finally meet the right person, we will know how to be grateful for that gift.
When the door of happiness closes, another opens, but often times we look so long at the closed door that we don't see the one which has been opened for us.
The best kind of friend is the kind you can sit on a porch and swing with, never say a word, and then walk away feeling like it was the best conversation you've ever had.
It's true that we don't know what we've got until we lose it, but it's also true that we don't know what we've been missing until it arrives.
Giving someone all your love is never an assurance that they'll love you back! Don't expect love in return; just wait for it to grow in their heart but if it doesn't, be content it grew in yours.
It takes only a minute to get a crush on someone, an hour to like someone, and a day to love someone but it takes a lifetime to forget someone.
Don't go for looks; they can deceive.
Don't go for wealth; even that fades away.
Go for someone who makes you smile because it takes only a smile to make a dark day seem bright. Find the one that makes your heart smile.
There are moments in life when you miss someone so much that you just want to pick them from your dreams and hug them for real!
Dream what you want to dream; go where you want to go; be what you want to be, because you have only one life and one chance to do all the things you want to do.
May you have enough happiness to make you sweet, enough trials to make you strong, enough sorrow to keep you human, enough hope to make you happy.
Always put yourself in others' shoes.
If you feel that it hurts you, it probably hurts the other person, too.
The happiest of people don't necessarily have the best of everything; they just make the most of everything that comes along their way. Happiness lies for those who cry, those who hurt, those who have searched, and those who have tried, for only they can appreciate the importance of people who have touched their lives.
Love begins with a smile, grows with a kiss and ends with a tear.
The brightest future will always be based on a forgotten past, you can't go on well in life until you let go of your past failures and heartaches.
When you were born, you were crying and everyone around you was smiling.
Live your life so that when you die, you're the one who is smiling and everyone around you is crying.
Author Unknown
A Mother's Garden
A tired young mother knelt down by her bed
at the end of a stress-filled day.
"Dear God, I need help and direction from You,
to bring up my children Your way."
She took her dusty Bible down from the shelf
and wearily started to read,
but she drifted to sleep and started to dream
of a garden, ready for seed.
She heard a sweet voice speaking loud and clear:
"My grace is sufficient for you.
Just listen to the words I am speaking;
whatever I say to you - do.
The heart of each child is a garden, and
it needs to be tended with care.
I will give you all that you require
if you water your own heart with prayer.
Warm nurture and firm admonition
are both needed to balance the soil.
Come often to Me for instruction and strength
as in their hearts' garden you toil."
The next day, she started preparing the ground;
she planned it with tender care.
She wanted only the finest of plants
to grow in her garden there.
She quickly planted some seeds of kindness
next to her rows of sweet peace;
then gentleness and goodness side-by-side,
she planted down on her knees.
Slow-growing patience, self-control and joy
were all dropped in, one-by-one.
When she added true faithfulness and love,
she thought all her hard work was done.
Suddenly weeds appeared in the garden,
just when her seeds began to sprout,
so she carefully wielded the tool of faith
and dug the harmful weeds out.
Then she nurtured and watered the seedlings
with the thirst-quenching Word of God.
She staked her young plants with hand-woven cords
as they struggled to break through the sod.
Just as her Lord had promised that night,
she never was left all alone;
He showed her the way and He guided her hand
as each tiny seed was sown.
At last it was time for the harvest;
the mother had given her best.
The hearts of her children were fruitful for God,
and she was eternally blessed!
~ Connie Faust ~
"If Tomorrow Never Comes"
Sometimes late at night
I lie awake and watch her sleeping
She's lost in peaceful dreams
So I turn out the lights and lay there in the dark
And the thought crosses my mind
If I never wake up in the morning
Would she ever doubt the way I feel
About her in my heart
If tomorrow never comes
Will she know how much I loved her
Did I try in every way to show her every day
That she's my only one
And if my time on earth were through
And she must face this world without me
Is the love I gave her in the past
Gonna be enough to last
If tomorrow never comes
'Cause I've lost loved ones in my life
Who never knew how much I loved them
Now I live with the regret
That my true feelings for them never were revealed
So I made a promise to myself
To say each day how much she means to me
And avoid that circumstance
Where there's no second chance to tell her how I feel
If tomorrow never comes
Will she know how much I loved her
Did I try in every way to show her every day
That she's my only one
And if my time on earth were through
And she must face this world without me
Is the love I gave her in the past
Gonna be enough to last
If tomorrow never comes
So tell that someone that you love
Just what you're thinking of
If tomorrow never comes.
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