Until recently, I believed the hardest days were behind us. After years of fighting for my son’s health, I truly thought we would finally return to a life of normalcy. But today, I know how wrong I was. Life has once again turned our world upside down, and I find myself facing the unimaginable.
My 15-year-old son, Krzyś, has been diagnosed with a malignant tumor in his femur, with metastases to his lungs and bones. The diagnosis came as every parent’s worst nightmare — a reality we never expected to face. The tumor is aggressive, located near his knee, and the disease has spread further than anyone anticipated. Tests revealed that the cancer was infiltrating both the bone and marrow at the tumor site, and lesions had appeared in his lungs, which doctors suspect are metastases.
It all happened so quickly. It started with leg pain, swelling, and difficulty walking. What we thought were simple growing pains turned into an avalanche of tests, doctor visits, and the harshest of realities. The fear, the uncertainty, and the painful waiting game — no mother should ever have to endure this.
We were urgently referred to a specialized pediatric oncology center in Warsaw, where a PET scan confirmed our worst fears: the cancer had spread. The severity of Krzyś’s illness took us by surprise, and with every test result, our hope seemed to diminish. The doctors, while committed to fighting for his life, are not giving us the hope we had hoped for. They are determined to do everything they can, but as a mother, I look at my son and can hardly believe this is happening.
Krzyś no longer looks like himself. He is exhausted by the hell of illness, years of treatment, and now this new battle. We’ve already been fighting PANDAS for many years, a condition that has been a nightmare in itself. The exhaustion of those years had made us think the worst was behind us. But this cancer diagnosis, so cruel and sudden, nearly knocked me off my feet.
Now, my only dream is for my son to live. I ache every single day watching him suffer — seeing him in pain, his energy drained, and his spirit exhausted. My heart breaks with every tear that falls from his eyes. I have no lack of strength. I have no lack of love for my child. What I lack is the means to provide him with the treatment he desperately needs.
We are raising funds to cover the overwhelming costs of Krzyś’s treatment, which include travel expenses to Warsaw, accommodation, and specialized rehabilitation to save his leg from amputation. The treatment is long-term, and the financial burden is more than we can bear alone. We need funds for supportive medications, medical equipment, and the necessary support that will help us navigate this exhausting journey.
Krzyś’s future depends on these treatments. If he doesn’t receive the care he needs, the consequences could be devastating. His survival, his health, and his ability to walk again all hinge on the resources we can gather. This is not just about fighting cancer; it’s about giving him the chance to live a full life, free from the constant pain and suffering.
As a mother, it’s hard to put into words the pain of watching your child go through something so cruel. But even in the darkest moments, I hold on to the hope that he can overcome this. With the right care, the right treatment, and the right support, I believe my son can fight this battle and win.
Please, if you can, consider helping us with a donation. Your generosity will make all the difference in Krzyś’s fight for life. Every contribution, no matter how small, brings us one step closer to the treatment he desperately needs.
Thank you for reading Krzyś’s story. With your support, we can give him the chance he deserves. Together, we can help him live.