Producer, writer, camera, editor and presenter. This is my film and my story and my logical thought process of why  Mum died. Considering not all people that get exposed to asbestos die of mesothelioma, what are the other reasons that may lead to their demise. The end results of this film were quite different to when I started out, and I believe I have found the key difference between my Mum and me so I can reach that goal of becoming a centenarian. A dream that was taken from my mum, Janet Lovett.


The world’s leading authority on Mesothelioma, he’s from the Department of Anatomical Pathology at Flinders Medical Centre, Adelaide This was my first interview for the documentary because I wanted to get the basis of my Mum’s death. So I flew to Adelaide and met up with Professor Henderson, he was very generous with his time and hugely knowledgeable. I didn’t understand the first half hour of the interview so I had to get him to dumb it down for me.



Author of ‘The Essence of Health’ and ‘New Frontiers in Medicine’ he is a Senior Lecturer of General Practice at Monash University and I love the way this guy thinks, obviously he thinks like me, or is it the other way around. I wish I had more time to talk with him on a whole range of health topics, but I had to keep focused on the topic.



I have a keen interest in nutrition, I should, since my sister is Cyndi O’Meara author of Changing Habits Changing Lives, but since Cyndi was already in the story as part of the family I thought I would talk to someone else about food. Dr Crowe is associate professor at Deakin University, who specialises in the role diet plays in disease prevention, he is very media savvy and answered my questions quite concisely, but delivered them with all the impact I needed.



I wanted to talk to someone who was in the trenches of fighting cancer, and I was introduced to Dr Gunawardana through a mutual friend. Dr Gunawardana is oncologist at Royal Melbourne Hospital, and he loves his job. I thought it would be quite sad with all the death going on, but on the contrary he found it enlightening. He gave me some real first hand experience with cancer patients.



My mean older sister, well she was when I was a kid, we matured. Now she is my only sibling and I love her dearly. I could have easily interviewed her in regards to diet, since she is the author of Changing Habits Changing Lives and a most desired public speaker on nutrition all over the world. But her story is my story and she offered insights into Mum that I didn’t know about while she was alive.



Dad is 10 years older than Mum and he’s fighting fit, even though he’s quite lost without her. Dad was a pharmacist in New Zealand until someone said, “I don’t need your drugs anymore I’ve seen a chiropractor”. Dad had never heard about chiropractic before then, but soon after he quit pharmacy and went to America to be a chiropractor. Met Mum, had a kid (my oldest sister Lisa), and moved to Australia, being the 45th chiropractor in Australia and the 11th in Victoria. He lives a very philosophical life which will no doubt hold him in good stead, though Cyndi is always telling him off for what he’s eating.



My aunty Clare, my Mum’s sister. A picture of a good wholesome Iowa farm girl, wife and matriach. I went to Ruidoso, New Mexico for the family reunion on my mother’s side and Aunty Clare was so full of life, sadly she passed away at 71 before this story was finished. My Mum died at 69 and was the oldest of 11 children, Clare was the next oldest girl, now there are only 3 from that generation left.



My uncle Steve, Mum’s brother and the only brother of the seven brothers not to have hemophilia, the genetic blood disorder. Uncle Steve, a one eyed Hawkeye fan, demonstrates emotional qualities in my interview that could have helped my Mum.



My aunty Judy, Mum’s sister, is the youngest girl in that family and is probably closer to my generation than my Mum’s. Aunty Judy has some fire in her, well…she was a political activist in her early days. Aunt Judy organised the 2011 family reunion in New Mexico. She had organised it close to home at Carlsbad, but due to forest fires, we had to move the party to Ruidoso, where we were still threatened by fires, it was just like summer in Australia without the gum trees.



My aunty Mary, Mum’s sister, moved out to Australia from Iowa when I was a baby, and like my Mum decided to call Australia home. Aunty Mary and I were the main carers for my Mum in the last weeks of her life. Aunty Mary gave me some good insights in the differences between Mum and me.



One of my Mum’s closest friends from college and they always stayed in contact. I caught up with Ginny just outside of Denver, Colorado for a quick chat about the mischief Mum got up to at college.

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