We are writing on behalf of our daughter, Annalyse. She was a happy, healthy vibrant 5-year old, looking forward to entering Kindergarten, when she was diagnosed with not one, but two, life-threatening bone marrow diseases. We had noticed a disturbing amount of bruising. However, the day her older sister grabbed her and left a handprint, in the form of a bruise, we knew something was wrong. Suddenly we were thrust into a parent’s worst nightmare. Instead of going to Kindergarten, Annalyse was going to The Cleveland Clinic. Instead of sending our youngest child off to school to make new friends, we watched her go through bone marrow aspirations (think BIG needle in your back), endure countless traumatic blood draws and chemotherapy. We spent her Kindergarten year at home, unable to let her run and play and wore face masks if we dared to venture outside. |

