5-year-old terminally ill boy says, ‘Mummy, I’m so sorry for this,’ hours before dying in her embrace

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Losing a child is something no parent should ever experience. Unfortunately, many moms and dads out there are forced to live with the pain and the grief of not having their child around any longer.

One mother named Amber Scholfield, who lost her five-year-old boy Charlie Proctor to cancer, documented her son’s journey in an attempt to raise enough money in order to save his precious life. Heartbreakingly, she failed to do so, and her little one left this world after a long and difficult battle with liver cancer.

Charlie was diagnosed with Hepatoblastoma, a rare and aggressive liver tumor that develops in only 10 to 15 children every year in the United Kingdom. Because it’s pretty rare, not much research has been done on how to treat it the best. As a result, the chances of survival are low. However, with the advance of medicine, the statistic improve.

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The transplant Charlie was about to undergo cost roughly £855,580. His mom and dad were only able to raise half of that amount.

In an effort to raise the money, mom Amber documented Charlie’s journey on Facebook. The page, Charlie’s Chapter, gathered around 40K followers. That, along with the GoFundMe page the family set up, helped raise over £359,000.

In her final post about her boy’s fight with the evil disease, the heartbroken mother wrote:

“This will be the last photo I post of Charlie. As the days go by he deteriorates more and more. He no longer looks like Charlie. He’s so thin, I can see and feel every bone in his tiny body, his sunken face, his rolling eyes. Where has my chunky baby gone. Chunky from birth! He weighed 9’11lb! He’s was the cuddliest baby ever! He’s our chunk. I want everyone to remember Charlie for who he is. I want them to remember how he looked, how cheeky he was, how hilarious, how grumpy he was because right now Charlie isn’t any of those. He’s sad, he’s tired, he’s fed up and depressed. “I don’t know what to do anymore” are his main words.. today, he’s been very agitated, wanting to lay down, sit up, lay in bed, then on the beanbag, then on the sofa, then back upstairs and so on… charlie, at one point, turned to me and said in the most quiet, panting voice, ”Mummy, I’m so sorry for this” he was sorry because he wanted to move again and he felt he had to apologise for that? So now I know he also feels like he’s some what “in the way”. My heart broke! No child should feel the emotions Charlie is feeling. No Child! No parent should watch their child slowly go. Having to watch them deteriorate in this way is the most painful thing anyone will ever feel. If Charlie’s fate is to go, then I’d of rather the angels took him weeks ago before he suffered anymore. His AFP is that high now that the machine can no longer read them. His liver function are the same apart from his Bilirubin, which has doubled causing Charlie’s skin colour to be yellow. After this, with every update, I will share photos of Charlie in his better days.

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How can I miss him so much when he’s led beside me? But I do. I miss him. I miss just having a chat, a cuddle that doesn’t cause pain. I miss squeezing him and kissing him all over. I miss his smile, knowing I won’t see that smile again other than in pictures, I will never hear charlie laugh again 💔💔 please pray for a miracle 🙏🏻💫❤️ hold your babies tight and cuddle and kiss them so much. You don’t realise how lucky you are. We all take life for granted. 💔

Unfortunately, Charlie’s body couldn’t fight any longer. He died in his mother’s embrace.

“Last night at 23:14 my best friend, my world, Charlie, took his final breath.

‘He fell asleep peacefully cuddled in my arms with daddy’s arms wrapped around us. Our hearts are aching. The world has lost an incredible little boy.

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Charlie, you gave me chance to be a mum. You have been, not only our biggest inspiration but you have been an inspiration to thousands of people all over the world.

‘You showed me what love really means Charlie. Now it’s time to fly, I am so, so proud of you.

‘You fought this so hard. My baby, I’m hurting so much. I will forever miss you baby bum. Sweet dreams my baby.”

Charlie’s legacy is still alive through the Facebook page his loving mother dedicated to his life and fight.

Rest in peace, little one, you will never be forgotten.

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Monica Pop
Monica Pop
Monica Pop is a senior writer for Bored Daddy magazine covering the latest trending and popular articles across the United States and around the world.

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