"We are in the process of treating our last chance! A brain tumor is a terribly difficult opponent, which is why this fight is extremely demanding. However, had we remained in Poland, there would be no question of a fight because Justyna would not be with us anymore. The medicine here is helpless..."
Thanks to people with generous hearts, Justyna is still alive. In April she flew to a clinic in Monterrey, Mexico - the one remaining place that gave her hope to save her. Tumors in the core have largely decreased and there is continuing hope that they will completely disappear. Justyna has been given chemo through the femoral artery to the spinal cord and through the Ommaya reservoir directly to the head, because detailed diagnostics showed that there is a tumor there. Unfortunately - today things are getting more problematic again. Treatment must continue, but due to the high costs of medicine we are running out of money for subsequent cycles. We have until February 4th to pay for the ongoing chemo. If we resign, it will mean only one thing - death ...
Justyna: I am 22 years old. I came to the oncology unit as a child, and I left as an adult. Eight years ago, I was diagnosed with cancer - a brain tumor, malignant and incurable. I remember that it was my brother's first communion day. I could not stand the pain, I felt as if my head was about to explode. Everything I looked at, I saw double. As a child I was very afraid to hear about diseases, and now as I sat in the presence of my mother and the doctor all I heard was that it was cancer, and that I am dying that at the age of 15. As much as I was afraid for myself, I was afraid for my mother - I never liked her when she was crying, and all I could see were the tears on her face.
Justyna's mom: On the same day when the diagnosis was made, I found out that Justysia had a 20% chance of survival. At that time, in Poland there were only two children with this diagnosis and none of them survived. I tried to hold back the tears in front of Justys, but when I imagined that I might lose her, streams flowed down my cheeks. Then, for weeks, I sat at her bedside and watched how brutal her illness was, how it changed her, how much pain and suffering it caused.
Justyna: All my girlish world collapsed in an instant. I thought it was a dream and that I would wake up soon. I knew this feeling of relief that comes after the most terrible nightmare and I wanted to believe that I would feel them again in a moment. Unfortunately, each time I woke up the same - getting weaker, on the hospital bed, and handfuls of hair on the pillow. Then I looked in the mirror and could not recognize myself. After a few months I went through the first surgery to remove the tumor. I was in a coma for several days. I woke up. I remember that before the surgery I promised it to my mother. I could not talk or walk, and to this day I still see double. I became more and more disabled with every passing day ...
Justyna's mom: I saw my own child without the strength to get out of bed. I was so afraid that I would come to the hospital someday and she would not be there anymore. That's why I spent as much time as possible in the hospital. In the oncology unit, I experienced hell, because the view of Justys in this condition was the worst torture. One day the doctor told me that there was no hope and that I must accept that Justysia would leave. Yet, I knew she wanted to live so much.
Justyna: I was in a tragic state, but I kept repeating that I did not want to die. And I think I actually believed that I have a chance to win. In the end, my condition began to improve. That's how I spent three years - three years in the belief that I am winning, not cancer.
Justyna's mom: One day I noticed that Justyna's hands trembled. We went to the hospital and heard what we did not want to hear the most. Metastases to the spinal cord! Chemistry again, radiotherapy again. Our story has come full circle. Cancer returned – only this time it was even stronger. The tumors in the spinal cord were expanding and the chemo stopped working. To this day I remember the doctor's words - "Please, let her die ...".
Justyna: Because the tumors press the core, I can no longer walk. Today I am paralyzed from the waist down. In Poland, I was offered the last chemotherapy to stop the growth of cancer– - it did not help. For seven years I have witnessed and felt the most terrible things that cancer can do to a human. I lost a part of my youth, I will never regain my old appearance and fitness, but I cannot die! I want to live - for myself and for my mother!
Justyna's mom: No one was able to help in Poland or the remainder of Europe. All treatment options have been exhausted ... The clinic in Monterrey gave us our last hope. By saying these words, I have one sentence in my head that I heard from my daughter. "Mother, if you can, pray with me ...". I promised myself that I would do everything to make it happen.
Thanks to the help of donors in April, Justyna started treatments at a clinic in Mexico. Thanks to those treatments she is still alive. It is very hard, but the treatment works, so we have to continue!
In addition to cancer, there is one more enemy - the passage of time. By February 4, we have to pay for the next cycle of chemotherapy, for which we have no money. Then for the next cycle after that ... We are afraid to think about what will happen if we do not make our goal. The cancer will not wait, it will not give us more time.
I cannot imagine that my child would die in front of me, that is why, as a mother, I am begging for you to help Justyna! This miracle can only happen with your help and generosity...