"I want to watch my daughters grow up!" - Agata has cancer! We're running out of time!

I have an urgent request! In two weeks, I must travel to the USA for a life-saving surgery ! Cancer wants to take me away from my daughters, Otylka and Amelka. Since the treatment in Poland has failed, the therapy in the USA is my last resort! 

The diagnosis came in 2020, and it was ruthless. I had colorectal cancer! I underwent surgery immediately, followed by a six-month chemotherapy. After the treatment, I was convinced I had been cured. I went back to work, did regular check-ups, and started making plans. 

And then, I faced terrible news - CANCER METASTASES! A lesion on my lung turned out to be malignant. I underwent another surgery and chemotherapy, which was unbearable this time. I developed acute neuropathy characterized by muscle twitching and esophagus stricture! I could have died! 

Although the treatment was long and exhausting, once again, I recovered and returned to work. However, at the back of my mind, I was scared it wasn't over yet. And when another metastasis appeared on the second lung, I was devastated. I underwent a third surgery, and I was offered the same follow-up treatment. It was hard to believe it would be successful this time. 

I made a tough decision to renew contact with my dad, who lives in the United States. He found a clinic in Florida that qualified me for cancer therapy!

I have no time to lose. I must travel to the USA in two weeks! If someone ever told me I would spend Easter in the state of Florida, I would probably be overjoyed! This time, I am not going on vacation, though. I'm going on a life-saving mission! 

The only obstacle for me is money. It is why my friends and family persuaded me to create this fundraiser. I am here to ask you for support! I dream of regaining what I have lost - my peaceful home and beloved job. I don't even know if it's still possible…

I want to stay alive for my daughters - a 9-year-old Otylka and 6-year-old Amelka, who still need their mommy! I've been trying to protect them from the painful truth. I told them I was sick and took vitamins to heal. I cannot tell them I am dying and might not be there when they're growing up! As my girls are getting older, they start asking questions, though. However, I never cry in front of them. I don't want them to see my despair. I want to protect their innocent world. 

In my misery, I finally saw the light at the end of the tunnel. I will be admitted to the Florida clinic in two weeks! I also have my beloved husband and many close friends and family who support me. I am grateful to have them in my life! I hope to meet more amazing people in the USA who will help me pay for the treatment so I can start a fight for life. Thank you all so much in advance! 

Agata