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The funds I raise from my Daffodil Day Dip challenge will help power world-class cancer research to save lives.
Your support means so much to me. Please help create a cancer free future by donating to my fundraiser now! 💛
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In August, I’ll be plunging into cold water for the almost 1 in 2 Australians who will be diagnosed with cancer by the age of 85.
Please donate to my challenge!
The funds I raise from my Daffodil Day Dip challenge will help power world-class cancer research to save lives.
Your support means so much to me. Please help create a cancer free future by donating to my fundraiser now! 💛
My Dip Progress
My Impact
I’ve helped equip 7 researchers with essential lab equipment needed to conduct life-saving research.
mark haynes
$84
A huge thank you and shoutout to my biggest supporter, mark haynes for donating $84 to help fund the next cancer breakthrough.
My Updates
Friday 8th Aug
Dip #3: Storms Don’t Stop Us
It’s rainy, the sky’s heavy, and a storm’s on its way.
But grey skies don’t stop the fight
Because cancer doesn’t care if the sun’s out.
Life’s hardest battles don’t wait for perfect conditions.
So we show up.
In the rain. In the cold. In the fight.
Grey skies don’t mean we stop moving forward.
They mean we dig deeper.
Because sometimes, the fiercest hope is born in the darkest clouds.
Sunday 3rd Aug
Dip #2: Let’s Talk About the Money
Yeah, some people say too much of the money goes to admin. But here’s the truth: that’s how research works. That’s how breakthroughs happen. Without funding, the research stops - and so does hope.
And we can’t afford to lose hope. Not now. Not ever.
Because cancer, fibromyalgia, arthritis- whatever the name - they all stem from one thing: dis-ease. And what is dis-ease if not a body, a mind, a spirit out of alignment? A system that’s forgotten its own wholeness.
Dis-ease begins where connection ends.
When we forget our oneness.
When we stop seeing each other as reflections of the same humanity.
Not our postcode. Not our job title. Not the skin we’re in.
But who we are beneath it all-
One people. One breath. One beating heart.
Healing isn’t just medical. It’s remembering.
And standing together is how we come home.
Saturday 2nd Aug
We Don’t Let It Win
It was hard today.
My body’s in full fibro flare. My back’s a mess. I’m not going to sugar-coat it - I’ve been deep in struggle town. The kind of pain that gets under your skin and into your head. The kind that whispers “give up.”
But we don’t let it win.
It’s freezing. Absolutely friggen freezing.
And here I am, teeth chattering, heart pounding - because this plunge is for every person who’s sat in a chemo chair, knowing what was coming, but showed up anyway.
For every parent who kept fighting because they couldn’t bear to leave their kids behind.
For every soul who’s laid in an operating theatre, scared shitless, hoping they got it all.
No, this cold water won’t cure cancer.
But raising money for research might.
Holding on to hope might.
Standing together when it’s hard - that just might.
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