10 years ago, I was given just a few hours to live with a 5% chance of surviving!! In 2015, I was diagnosed with APML, an aggressive form of Leukaemia. There were days I wasn’t sure I’d make it, and nights I wanted to give up. But somehow, I didn’t. I fought—for my family, my friends, and for a future I wasn’t sure I’d get to see, and after 3 years of treatment, against the odds—I survived. But no one tells you that survival isn’t just about beating the illness, it’s about finding purpose, about figuring out why you're still here, when so many others aren’t. During that time, I spent months with no immune system in isolation at St James’s Hospital, stints in ICU with sepsis, endured cycles of chemo, radiation, and underwent two bone marrow transplants. Thankfully the care I received from the amazing staff at St James’s, with support from the Bone Marrow for Leukaemia Trust, gave me a second chance at life. In 2017, I received bone marrow from an anonymous donor, who I'll never meet, but to whom I’ll never stop being grateful. My plan is to send them a message...along with my first ever marathon medal...to let them know I’m trying to live up to the gift they gave me. That’s also why, on the 10th anniversary of my lowest point, I’m fundraising for those who feel hopeless right now. For those who can’t yet see beyond their diagnosis. Cancer and Leukaemia can make you feel like there’s no way forward, but I’m living proof that survival is possible and there is life after treatment. Now, 7 years after my battle with Leukaemia, I’m taking on another challenge. I’m running my first marathon to show everyone—those who supported me, those still fighting, and those in recovery—that staying alive, like running 42K, takes strength, resilience, and a hell of a lot of stubbornness. If you’ve ever felt hopeless or watched someone fight through the impossible, I hope you’ll consider supporting this very worthy cause which is close to my heart.