My sister, Claudette, her cancer returned.

 

We had faced it before, but this time it was different.

 

We moved through hospital wards, high-intensity home care, and finally, end-of-life nursing facilities.

 

We walked with her through every transition.

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The system was overwhelming. Not because the care was poor—it was often exceptional but  because it was a maze. Funding confusion. Coordination chaos. Emotional overload. Psychological and physical distress. Family upset.

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I realised what families need: someone to listen, guide them—someone who understands the system, who speaks their language, stands beside them, stands up for them.

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That 's why Devon-Ivy exists.

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It's the platform I wished we had.

 

This is Claudette's legacy.