Mom of two and cancer! This fight cannot end in a loss! Help!

The doctor only said that I have to be extremely unlucky because the lump in the breast, which looked like a benign lesion, turned out to be aggressive cancer. This, however, happened to me and will forever become part of my story. It remains for me to roll up my sleeves and fight to defeat the monster who wants to take what is most precious: life.

How do you tell your immediate family that you have the most aggressive breast cancer? That the chances of overcoming the disease depend on many factors that I can't control? What came to my mind first was whether I could defeat the disease at all. I was afraid to tell my mother, who had recently been watching over the bed of a lung cancer patient, Dad. He lost this fight. Among other things, for my Dad, I now took up the battle. I want to show that his daughter has the strength to try at least.

My family is my strength. I am a mother of two energetic boys, I have a wonderful husband, a wonderful life and until recently I had an exciting job. At the moment when I heard the diagnosis, many things changed, but some things remained unchanged - I knew that I have many people who will keep me alive, help me in the most difficult moments.

I did not expect difficult moments to come so quickly. The planned treatment was completed, and I heard that I no longer have cancer. I was overjoyed. A new hope entered my heart. Unfortunately, it disappeared even faster than it appeared - the disease came back, attacked the body with even more force. It was even worse than the first diagnosis. I was terrified that I had to start from the beginning. Hit again hurt more.

After the surgery and a dozen or so cycles of chemotherapy, I keep up quite well. The disease metastases to lymph nodes and bones, the condition is serious. I have learned to endure side effects, I am partially prepared for weakness after drug administration. Soon, I will probably fall out of my hair again, but this is the smallest problem because I am facing a life and death fight. And one most important goal: life.

Unfortunately, the available forms of treatment have failed, and my only salvation is the non-refundable drug, the cost of which exceeds EUR 34,000 for six-month therapy! The amount on which much, if not everything, depends. Doctors do not prejudge, but research studies confirm that this therapy is the only way to overcome such an aggressive disease. I need the help of good people! All of you can give me a chance for a new hand. You are the hope for me for the next months and years, for my children, with whom I never said the word "cancer" in the context of my illness.

For my sons, cancer means death. For me, cancer means a fight. Hope dies last and prayer gives hope. I believe that thanks to you I will win, and the good that you give me will come back to you with doubled power.

I want to beat cancer! Please help!