Hell dissolved beneath my feet when I heard the diagnosis of CANCER, but I have no right to give up because I have life growing inside me - I am pregnant.

Hello, good people! The time has come for me to write the hardest words yet. A time when you go from giver to needy in an instant.

It all started in the fall of 2024, when during a baby checkup (then two months pregnant) I mentioned to my doctor that I was feeling a bump. The happiness of pregnancy was dimmed. After 3 months of going to doctors, tests, and being in the hospital, the cancer diagnosis came. During those 3 months, all I heard was "we need to terminate the pregnancy" but no one gave any arguments. And how to terminate a pregnancy without a specific diagnosis! At the beginning of December 2024, after a biopsy, all hell broke loose under my feet - not only was the cancer confirmed, but it turned out to be the rarest and most incurable cancer possible at the time. Only about 30 people worldwide have been diagnosed with this (squamous cell carcinoma of the liver). The days began to get longer and more difficult.

I registered at the CHC and was literally refused treatment there. They said "Choose!" It's like it's easy to choose between living for a few years and giving life to a little creature who will be lifelong companionship to her little brother (1 yr 7 mo old). I kept looking and visiting doctors - Turkey, Sofia. The diagnosis was only confirmed, and I am already in the 5th month.

Christmas holidays turned into a nightmare. Inevitably thoughts went through my head how I would not take my children to the first sea and mountains, not attend their first day of school, not see them as graduates. But I didn't think for a moment that I could kill my unborn child to live a few more years. Not because I don't want to live, but because my other child is more important than my own life. I know a lot of people will blame me, but a lot of people will understand.

On December 31, 2024 the good news came and hope and faith returned to my heart. After further tests, in Turkey, it was decided that we could start chemotherapy and immediately. This would help keep the pregnancy going until the 7th month when I could safely give birth, and then undergo aggressive therapy. And if the cancer is still confined to my liver, we'll even think about a transplant so that I have a chance to heal too.

I believe! I believe that I will give birth to my second child and that I will heal! If you believe too, help me in this difficult struggle.