by Isabella

My name is Isabella. Just six days after my fourth birthday I was diagnosed with ALL. Now, I have just ten weeks left until I finish treatment at the hospital.

The diagnosis was an enormous shock to my parents, and everyone who knows and loves me, including my brother Ben, and my baby sister Eloise. Reading these stories is funny because, it all sounds so familiar (particularly squirting syringes!).

For the last two years life has been very different to what we had imagined prior to diagnosis, but despite nasty chemo, lots of injections (I don’t have a line) and many, many infections requiring hospital stays, we are nearly there.

All my doctors and nurses say when treatment stops we have to try and put it all behind us, but I won’t want to forget the many wonderful people who not only saved my life, but made the last years as bearable as possible.

My hair has grown back, I'm full of life and energy, and looking forward to the future with my ever-loving family.

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