Hello, dear people,
I address you with all my faith and hope that goodness still exists.

My name is Pamela, I'm 30 years old and I'm a mother of a beautiful boy of almost 3 years. He is my world, my faith, my hope and my strength to keep fighting. Because I want to live.

A year and a half ago my life turned upside down. I was diagnosed with colon cancer on June 14, 2024 after a difficult six hour surgery. Since then, every day has been a relentless struggle - with pain, with despair, with powerlessness. But I do not give up. I don't want my child to grow up without a mother.

I've been through multiple hospitals, chemotherapy treatments, and hopes that proved short-lived. After a series of PET scans, doctors discovered new metastases on my lymph nodes. They put a stent in my bile ducts to drain the bile fluid, but the pain and weakness continued. I have lost weight drastically, have difficulty eating, and the back and leg pain has kept me bedridden.

After learning that new tests also showed dissections, my family and I decided to urgently seek treatment in Turkey. I visited a clinic in Istanbul, where I was assigned new tests, but I also encountered human coldness. I did not give up. I sought a second opinion at Avicenna Hospital, where I was greeted with humanity and care. Now I await the results that will determine the right therapy, in the hope that it is these specialists who will help me get a second chance at life.

Please, good people - help me continue the fight. Every penny, every prayer, every shared word of support means the world to me. I want to live, to watch my child grow, to take him to school for the first time, to hug him every day.