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Every child who has been diagnosed with childhood cancer inspires us to Rally On to find better treatments with fewer long-term side effects and, ultimately, cures. Please join us in the fight against childhood cancer by making a donation or setting up your own Rally fundraiser today.RALLY WITH US!MEET MORE RALLY KIDS
Annabelle was born with Down syndrome and Unilateral Clubfoot. At just 15 months old, on her fathers birthday, she was diagnosed with B-cell Acute Lymphoblastic Leukemia. Annabelle went into remission in September of 2017 but continues to fight her battle with cancer, and will for 2 more years. While she’s not at the hospital, Annabelle loves to play with her big brother, Levi, watch Mickey Mouse Clubhouse, and pretend she’s a Disney princess with her mommy. Every child who has been diagnosed...
Every child who has been diagnosed with childhood cancer inspires us to Rally On to find better treatments with fewer long-term side effects and, ultimately, cures. Please join us in the fight against childhood cancer by making a donation or setting up your own Rally fundraiser today.RALLY WITH US!MEET MORE RALLY KIDS
Every child who has been diagnosed with childhood cancer inspires us to Rally On to find better treatments with fewer long-term side effects and, ultimately, cures. Please join us in the fight against childhood cancer by making a donation or setting up your own Rally fundraiser today.RALLY WITH US!MEET MORE RALLY KIDS
Every child who has been diagnosed with childhood cancer inspires us to Rally On to find better treatments with fewer long-term side effects and, ultimately, cures. Please join us in the fight against childhood cancer by making a donation or setting up your own Rally fundraiser today.RALLY WITH US!MEET MORE RALLY KIDS
Amora was diagnosed as a surprise during her 3 year old check-up. She had no obvious symptoms other then complaining of pain in her knee that would randomly come and go. On our way back home I got the first of many frightful and serious phone calls that day. The nurse practitioner stated we needed to turn around and head to the ER at the Children’s Hospital. Tearfully she explained that Amora’s white blood cell count was 77,000. The time her father and I waited was the longest few hours of our...