My beloved family and dear friends!
In my worst nightmares I didn't think that one day I would have to write something of this kind. It is the hardest thing I’ve ever had to do in my whole life.
It is 3 am, everyone is asleep but I can't close my eyes . I am lying in bed next to my wife Anna and writing this letter. so please spare few minutes to read what I have to say.
I will start with an apology to everyone who knows, and everyone who is going to ﬁnd out.
Anna my wife is ﬁghting cancer since June 2018. It is the most aggressive and rare cancer known to medicine.
Over the past year she underwent a total hysterectomy, and after about two weeks of recovery she began a series of very aggressive and diﬃcult chemotherapy treatments for a period of 6 months that were supposed to kill this horrible disease. At the end of this 6 hard months, only three weeks after the last chemotherapy session, the cancer raised his head again and attack the pelvis in four places.
The chemotherapy didn't kill it.
Anna was mentally and physically shattered. We were simply broken, the family and our beloved children.
It's very hard for me to write the next sentence ... We drove to the hospital to meet Anna's oncologist doctor and she told us the most crazy and harsh sentence that went through my ears ... "I'm so sorry to tell you this news ... but Anna has less than a year to live" I do not know how to put into words what we went through at that exact moment. Anna was just about to lose consciousness and I felt my lungs had just collapsed I just couldn't catch my breath. I do not know how to explain it, but I know I just heard what the doctor said to us, but my brain is not willing to accept it, it's like trying to push the sentence I have just heard out of my head. I feel like my body is numb, and I am thinking to myself... "it is just a bad dream, it's not real, and in a few seconds we are going to wake up from this crazy dream". But then i realize it's real and that's what I have just heard. I looked at Anna, we hugged and cried, feeling a terrible pain.
We drove home and hold each other hands and just kept silent for about 30 minutes. We couldn't speak, we were in complete shock, and I feel like my all life is going through my head, and a voice in my head saying, "wait, one moment ... why??? It's not fair...Anna is only 41 years old and we are just at the beginning of our road and the children are so young.
Michelle is only 3 years old and Maya is only 6 and Agam 12, Tomas 14 and Eden 16. How do we tell them this horrible news, how do you tell your 5 kids that they are going to grow up without their mother.I writing this and my eyes are full of tears...
After a week of being in shock, a lack of sleep, we came to a decision that we aren't going to accept the reality imposed on my wife, our family, myself and our kids. we decided to go and get a second opinion. With the help of dear friends and good people, we switched to a second hospital with the most experienced and professional cancer team that gave us some light in the dark tunnel we are in. Anna began a series of additional, and aggressive treatments of radiotherapy and chemotherapy on a daily basis for 6 crazy weeks accompanied by very serious side effects. Anna had gone through crazy days both mentally and physically, she was ready to give up, her body simply could no longer withstand the unimaginable treatments. But she didn't give up and fought like a worrier for the desire to survive, for the will to live, for her, for me, and the most important for our children. She ﬁnished the treatments in full. She had a good feeling that she had won this war against the cancer.
a month after ﬁnishing the treatments, she did an MRI and CT scans. On Thursday, May 9 we got a call from the hospital about the results of the scans. We were terriﬁed for the news and drove to the hospital. When we saw the doctor's facial expression, she didn't have to say much. We knew that the news was not good, but we did not know how bad the news are. She explained that the disease had spread to the lungs and the bones, and she was very sorry and they did their best and tried everything they could, but this cancer is very aggressive and they have nothing more they can do except send Anna back to the ﬁrst hospital as a candidate for a clinical trial to be treated with an experimental drug that supposed to prolong life, if it works.
This is the last treatment option Anna has that will be covered as a candidate at the clinical trial.
Then we learned that there is another drug (Nivolumab) that treated another patient of the same type of cancer that Anna has, with exactly the same medical history as Anna. This 38-year-old woman was able to recover completely from this cancer and the chances for recovery are good. But the only problem is that the drug is not included in the public drug plan and can only be purchased independently through the hospital and the cost per dose is $16,250 for every 2 weeks of treatment, she will need at least 6 treatments or more.
All my life I never asked for help from anyone. I've tried, not from the family and not from friends, because that's how I am.
Everything we have Anna and me, we built together for the past 20 years, a family, home, children and life in Canada. But today I am not asking for help, I am begging for help, not for me, for Anna, for our children who may have a chance for growing up with their Mother.
Of course, children should grow up with both parents, but children need a mother more than a father, and if I could I would have taken this damn disease on myself.
My Family and dear friends the reason we didn't tell all of you about Anna's sickness for the past year because, ﬁrst we didn't want to hurt people close to our heart with bad news, and second we really believed that Anna will win the ﬁght against this horrible disease with God's help and with the treatments she had to go through.
We planned to go on vacation and visit the family and friends this summer, so Anna could rest from that crazy year. But now all the plans have changed and Anna's fight against this cancer unfortunately has not yet ended.
My dear family and friends help me to try and save Anna, my wife, I couldn't live with the fact that there was a way and a good chance to save my wife and what stood in our way and prevented it was money.
I apologize for asking you this, but please donate as much as you can, any amount of money will help to give her a chance to survive this terrible disease. And with the help of God perhaps one day I will be able to repay each and every one of you.
And maybe one day we will be able to tell this story with a happy ending.
Thank you so much and God bless you all.
Shlomi, Anna and the kids.