Isabella's Story
Isabella was born naturally, full-term on the 4th of February 2018 after an uneventful pregnancy. When we met the beautiful, innocent little girl we had been blessed with, we made the promise to her that all parents make: to love and protect her and do everything in our power to ensure she has the most amazing life. As a baby, we had no clue of what was to come. Isabella was beautiful, happy, alert, and would coo, blow raspberries, and play like the other babies.
As she grew, she continued to make good progress but was starting to fall a little behind with her milestones. Me being me, I did not want to hear anything negative about her and did not want to compare her to other children, but over time, it became harder to ignore. At 1 year old, Isabella was starting to walk but still had no words. At 15 months, Isabella had her first major seizure, and it was terrifying. The seizure lasted just over two hours. She was so tiny in that hospital bed with tens of doctors swarming over her, trying to save her life. Sadly, this was the first of many times I felt like we might lose her, but thankfully, eventually, it stopped, and she started to breathe for herself again.
This was the beginning of what felt like an eternity of tests, and I felt so terrible that she was having to go through so much without understanding why this was happening to her. This included MRIs, a lumbar puncture, EEGs, and countless blood draws. It was a rollercoaster, and we had so many unanswered questions about what was happening to Isabella. We were ultimately sent to see a geneticist for genome testing. She took measurements of all her beautiful little features to check for any "abnormalities" and then took some blood samples. Months later, on the 19th of January 2021, we finally got the results back. By this time, lockdown was back in effect, so we were told over the phone the words no parents ever imagine they would hear about their child at any age, let alone at two years old: "I'm sorry, I'm afraid it's not good news." BPAN—full name beta-propeller protein-associated neurodegeneration. Our hearts broke. Everything we had hoped for Isabella and her future was being taken away from her. As the doctor explained BPAN and the reality of Isabella's future, I just felt sick and devastated. She was telling me how hard our little girl's life would become and how it was going to end when it had barely started. Isabella had been making amazing progress—she could run, dance, she had started using sign language. She was happy, cheeky, and deserved a future of endless opportunities. All I could think about was the life and opportunities that she would not have as her health deteriorated with what seemed to me like every scary condition we fear getting later in life, but Isabella was going to be stripped away by these terrible things as a child.

We were told that as she grows, iron would build up in her brain, and BPAN would cause her to lose everything she had worked so incredibly hard to gain. She would develop Alzheimer's and Parkinson's. She would lose the ability to walk, eat, communicate, and her vision. She would also develop dystonia, which can cause muscles to spasm so badly that bones can break, along with many other things that I didn't even know existed at the time. There is currently no treatment or cure for BPAN, and they said that it would just be palliative care when needed. Isabella had an MRI the day after her 6th birthday, and we could already see iron deposits on the part of her brain that controls movement. Regression can happen at any time, but it usually starts around adolescence. While her peers gain their independence and head out into the world, Isabella will be losing hers.

Isabella is 6 now and goes to a school that she loves and receives fantastic support from them. Both John and I can see her flourishing and how much fun she has there. She absolutely loves animals, music, and food—especially chocolate! She runs, climbs, loves going through my makeup, cuddles and kisses, YouTube, and all the other things a typical little girl of 6 enjoys. It’s very hard to enjoy all of these wonderful moments with her while knowing what the future holds—unless we do something. I have watched Isabella go through the most horrific and terrifying medical emergencies, and I'm grateful that she is such a fighter.
When we received Isabella's diagnosis, the clock started ticking down for her, so we started looking for research into treatments or cures for BPAN. Scientists had started work, and research was underway, but due to the fact that BPAN is a rare disease, unfortunately, it does not get the attention or funding that a disease as devastating as this deserves and fundamentally needs to progress. I was shocked to find there was no UK-based charity fundraising to support the research we were so desperate for.
Every time Isabella has a major seizure, we rush to the hospital—sometimes by car, sometimes by ambulance, and once, in a truly terrifying moment, by helicopter to London. Each time, I find myself repeatedly explaining this devastating condition to doctors and paramedics while still trying to fully understand it myself. There was no information from the NHS website available on how the condition progressed, and with Covid in full effect, no one to answer my questions. So, I turned to other families on a worldwide Facebook group. This led me to Kelly and her lovely daughter Emily. We have the same goal and reason for creating the first UK-based charity for BPAN. With everything we have learned, we wanted to be able to help give hope to everyone with BPAN—not just in the UK, but worldwide. The UK is one of the most advanced countries in the world in science and medicine. We want to be able to contribute and support the vital work for a cure or treatment that's being done at Great Ormond Street and across the globe.

I have updated Isabella's story from the first version that I wrote when she was two years old. Here, I wrote that I had written this in tears, and while that is true—I cried every moment I was alone when she was first diagnosed—now, I feel stronger and more determined because I understand that there is hope for Isabella. I will do everything I can for her and any child unlucky enough to be diagnosed with this terrible condition to have a life without pain. I don't want her to forget who she is or who I am. That is our promise to Isabella: we will fight for her and do everything we can to give her the best chance at life. I can’t help but dream of a day years from now when I can sit and tell Isabella that as a child, she was very sick, but through her strength and the kindness and generosity of friends, family, and people we may never meet, we were able to overcome BPAN together.
Please help us raise the funds and awareness needed to bring a cure in time for Isabella and so many others with BPAN. If you can help in some way such as a donation or a sponsored fundraiser it will help give these underrepresented children a chance at a future full of love, endless possibilities, and smiles. Thank you for taking the time to read about our lovely little Isabella.
Any donation you could offer would mean more to us than you could ever imagine and bring us closer to a cure! The road map for a cure is there and we just need to push it to the finish line.
Nicole, John and Isabella. xxx