My mum and dad never imagined it might be cancer
When I was four years old, just a month or so after my birthday, I was taken to hospital by my parents – I had unusual bruising on my body and a cut that wouldn’t stop bleeding. Worried that people might think they were hurting me, my mum and dad never imagined it might be cancer. A few days after first going to hospital I was diagnosed with acute myeloid leukaemia (AML). I obviously didn’t understand what was happening to me.
The first thing I knew was that I was being rushed to our local hospital in High Barnet, Hertfordshire (after my results came back that I was seriously ill) in the back of my neighbour’s car. It was a hot June day and I was strapped in the back seat, watching my mum saying goodbye to my little brother and dad.
I still remember what I was wearing – a yellow sun dress. I remember not knowing whether to be scared or not, but very soon I knew something was very wrong with me. I was taken to The Royal London Hospital from High Barnet almost straight away.