Dear ones, many of you know that I have 2 brain surgeries, the first in 2013, the last in 2018 with a 4 grade cancer that I got rid of. I received bad news of relapse (relatively aggressive).
The intervention is postponed for the next 3 months, I don't know what the risks are, the intervention, the sequelae, the return!
I'm not afraid of surgery, on the contrary, I always make appointments at cosmetics ..., clean nails, clean skin, shaved in my head, and I enter the operating room with my forehead up and smiling! (I have witnesses) .😉I was and am one of the bravest, jovial and strong patients in Neurosurgery.
I want to live for Mihai and Jazzy, no matter what comes next, I want to see their eyes until I open mine.
To those who find my message pathetic, I want them to have my strength and to remember my words when they hit the little toe 😉😁.
For the rest ... some of you know me somehow, personally or not, I tell you that last time I asked for financial help, I was helped by some strangers (just out of sympathy for what and who I am on fb), a few friends ... I donate and I donated, even when I wasn't sure the money would go where it should ...
2 weeks ago, after 1 year and a half of massages, gym and physiotherapy, I wore sandals for the first time, my heel was running, I could only wear shoes with sneakers. I can't run anymore, I can't dance anymore from 2018, I don't use my left hand and I'm limping ... and yet I managed to hide my flaws and try to be feminine and jovial. My future is uncertain, that is, surgery, chemo radio, massages, physical therapy, I can't manage financially.
Whoever wants to help me ... I leave my account.
I'm ashamed to ask for help, but now i need help more than ever.