We beg for your help because we are face to face with death! Cancer has stolen Oliwier’s childhood, has destroyed his life, and now is back to take even more – II recurrence is the worst thing that a parent of a child from oncology service can hear. We’ve been fighting for 4 years, and we’ve been repelling this disease, but now the situation is critical. Doctors do not hide the fact that it might be the last fight with neuroblastoma, and that is why we must use the most powerful arm…
This insidious cancer wants to take everything - it wants to kill my child, and savagely stretches the time of final execution. Oliwier does not remember his life before this hell. He doesn’t remember anything because he was admitted to the oncology service when he was a 3-year-old frightened boy, a boy whose life caused harm which he could not understand. Today, 4 years later, the same boy is convinced that is what his life looks like. That hurts the most – life spent at the window and conviction of a little boy that life is a pain, and chemo is something normal…
Oliwier does not ask anymore if he will be healthy because he does not know what it means. Now, when his life is on the line, when he is vomiting after chemo or when he is not strong enough to stand up, he keeps smiling because he thinks that’s what life looks like.
Oliwier’s dream is something that other children consider as a responsibility. He wanted so much to go to preschool. He was so happy that he had his own school bag and that he’d meet other children. This dream has never come true.
Hospital corridors and common room, millions of blood withdrawals, medical examinations, fear, pain, tears and suffering make his reality. Every day, we’re observing how this disease is taking away Oliwier’s strengths… He gets tired very quickly, his legs hurt, and he takes a lot of medicines. It is so hard for us to smile, but we do so… We hide our fear for him. He cannot be afraid; otherwise, he will lose.
Stage 3 neuroblastoma without N-Myc gene amplification – that’s the diagnosis we heard in June 2015. A deadly dangerous disease which kills children, but half of them get a second chance – we got stuck on that with all our strength. Oliwier’s treatment was supposed to last around 1 year, and it’s now going on 4. Oliwier had 3 major surgeries, countless procedures, more than 20 cycles of chemotherapy, megachemotherapy and autologous hematopoietic stem cell transplantation, what is more radiotherapy – all that to find out at the end that it was for nothing - we start from scratch!
With your help, we could collect money for a surgery in Tubingen. All of the tumor was resected, and the prognosis was good. We were happy that we finally could see a light at the end of the tunnel. Everything was supposed to be fine, and it was – for 6 months. The tumor resected in Germany has never grown back, but another one occurred, and lymph node got enlarged – neuroblastoma on the march! What’s next?
We have exhausted almost all treatment methods. The last one is immunotherapy with anti-GD2 antibodies. At the beginning it was not accessible to Oliwier, but now after cancer recurrence, the doctors stated that it might be his last chance.
We are not asking for help anymore. This time, we beg for the last chance for our son’s life. The therapy must be started in August, and the price of the treatment is just huge! If we don’t manage to collect this needed amount, Oliwier will not have any chance. We don’t even want to think that those 4 years of pain, tears, stack of medicines, and prayers might be for nothing.
Oliwier welcomes everybody in the hospital with his characteristic sincere smile. We can barely stop our tears because we know that if we don’t manage to help him now, his 7-year-old life will end before it has even developed.
Oliwier’s childhood has been spent on oncology service, and at any moment his whole life can end there. Every moment is very important to him. and I and I try to stop my tears because I don’t even know if this moment will arrive. I am not sure whether we will hear a date after which we won’t see each other anymore. I’m afraid that we’ll be late, that one mistake, the delay of one week, will take the life of the child that I love so much. Please, save him, as long as he has a chance - save my seriously ill son!