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List of people and details for the testing that will take place on 27.07.2010
Dinu Laura Elena
Vlaicu Alexandru
Neagu Victor
Lisievici Andreea
Mihaela Popescu
Andreescu Violeta Margareta
Andreescu Cristina
Adrian Bir Barbuliceanu
Rosca Octavian Nicolae
Paraschiv Carmen
Necula Marius
Moianu Nicoleta Madalina
Anca Tudora Mihaela
Mirela Scaunasu
Irina Senarea
Popaene Daniela
Petra Narcisa
Cruceanu Bogdan
Costea Bogdan
Iulia Craiu
Gabriela Potop Irimia
Costea Angelica
Ilie Andra Roxana
Dinu Vlad Alexandru
Barbulescu Rocsana
Cechi Cristina Valentina
Lucian Oprea
Renata Holmes
Antonio Dumitrescu
Dana Vereanu
Andra Stefanescu
Anamaria Martin
Gogarla Tiberiu Andrei
Mihai Dobos We have to mention that the 35 people limit was imposed on us, but they promised that today they will try to organize another testing session for Wednesday, with a new list of people that are willing to get tested. In the meantime, people from the list above are expected to show up at the specified address on Monday at 10:30 am. Test tubes with each other’s name are already prepared. ! You can eat and drink before the test. It won’t affect the results. For questions and other info, the following people will be at the laboratory to help you: -Cristina Pelteacu, from Synevo -Alina Popa, a friend of mine They will make sure everything will be ok. Tomorrow you will have to sign a consent form that says you agree to be tested and 2 test tubes with your blood samples will be collected. I’m here to answer your questions at any time. For Wednesday, the list is still open, I will get back to you when I’ll have more details. You can’t imagine how much all of this means to me ! Thank you very much!
We are looking for a stem cell donor that could save my life
ANOTHER STEP AND MOVING FORWARD
UPDATE 2nd of march
I think I got my good share of luck. I always liked to think this way, even during these past 2 years and I have my reasons to say that.
One of those reasons would be that, as you probably already noticed, a week and a half ago I only had 15 000 EUR out of the total amount of 80 000 EUR so much needed for the transplant.
I was already picturing myself having to discuss with the doctors the possibility of delaying the transplant which, in normal conditions, would had meant a delay of a at least one month , meaning the time needed for another patient to make a transplant and to recover .
Now I have 62 000 out the total of 80 000 needed.
I cannot express how happy I was when I saw that you didn’t give up when the odds of collecting the entire amount were dropping! And I thank you for that!
The second reason for considering myself lucky is that while I was already seeing myself telling the doctors that I will delay the payment hence the delay of the transplant, having to face a “that’s fine, but we’ll put another patient into the transplant procedure, until you are ready” which can be translated in a delay of at least one month, I was surprised when the doctors brought me, one day ago, without any intervention from my side, some good news. We have to delay initiating the procedure for a couple of days until some of the test results are available to them. This delay was due to a very busy period they are going through at the Pet-CT department, thus they managed to make an appointment only for yesterday at 5 PM. So, another chance to get all the money in time.
Sure, they can tell me anytime in the following days like “Here are the results. Let’s talk and then have the transplant “…if I have the money into the hospital’s account. If not, I might have to face the delay I was talking about, which I really wouldn’t want or need to happen.
I wanted to let you know that I managed to extend the time period during which I can receive donations by sms using all of the three mobile phone operators until the 14th of March. Romtelecom phone numbers are also still available. These methods of donating are only available from Romania.
I want to thank you for everything! For your good thoughts, for forwarding to your friends my emails and my problems, for forwarding my cry for help! Thank you so much!
I am still 18 602 EUR short. I might need them tomorrow or on Friday… I’m not sure when…
All I know is that I still need a helping hand. And I know that you will lend it to me.
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On a different topic, I have to say that……I finally got home! After 10 month of staying in Vienna forced by the undertaking treatment and its follow-ups, I got to see my room, my cats and my stuff. I didn’t think I would have enough time to fit in again and to feel sorry for having to leave again. But there was enough time for that to happen. The initial plan was to stay for 4 days and I ended staying 10. It was great. Home is home. With all the irony of the situation…thank you, doctor, for saying you had to see me for half an hour.
But since we are already on this subject I have to say that I truly regret the fact that I still have to put up with situations when I need to explain myself to certain people that I went to Vienna not because I was a spoiled kid, that it wasn’t for the “luxurious accommodations” over there that I decided to go back and forth Bucharest-Vienna from August 2008 until April 2009 and then to decide to stay in Vienna starting with April 2009 until present. It’s not ok to have your family close to you only by making them sacrifice their day to day life. Everything seems so …broken, believe me! Sure, it’s a nice city, very civilized, clean, but you don’t get the chance to find any joy in that, I assure you. You only feel that huge frustration coming from the fact that you are, against your will, banished from your own country. It wasn’t only the cancer that “suspended” my life, it was also the fact that I cannot get the appropriate treatment in my own country, closer to what I call “home”. So, please, before you start blaming me just try to walk a mile in my shoes!
To end this discussion in the same manner I always have, I thank you all for everything and wish you a beautiful, healthy and colorful spring! I wish the same for myself but for the next spring!
Kind regards
Cristina Dinu
PS – The doctors had to finally admit that this transplant procedure cannot be performed in our country, and now the authorities have to admit the same thing as well. I owe you this info but, without getting into details, I assure you that I did everything that could have been done and I would had never asked for your help before I knew for sure that I cannot count on the authorities to aprove my request and pay for the transplant in time for me to get the procedure done, while there is still time. I will keep you posted!
My story…and something more
It all started in 2008. I don’t know for what reason it did, but I stopped thinking about that question. I barely remember how it started. Lots of things happened since .
I only remember that my shoulder hurt, that I visited many doctors an that I was scared. The doctors , extremely relaxed, were telling me that I’m fine and I can go home and enjoy life, because that is what a 25 year old should do. I was never too hypochondriac, so I don’t know how or where did I find all the perseverance to keep seeing all those doctors , one after another, asking for a diagnosis.
I took their advices couple of times, but the pain didn’t care about what the doctors were saying or about my age. Without even knowing how and when, I found myself, after 6 months, in a medical clinic in Vienna, ( lucky me !, and please believe me when I say that, although I wished it wouldn’t be the case, I have enough arguments) mentally preparing myself for the following day, when I was supposed to go through a lymph node extraction surgery, because the biopsy was the only way they could confirm a lymphatic cancer diagnosis, which, they said, seemed almost a sure thing considering the symptoms and the blood test results.
It’s not a surprise anymore that in august 2008 the diagnosis was confirmed. Lymphatic cancer, (Hodgkin disease), stage IIB, Bulky.
I immediately started the standard chemotherapy treatment recommended by the hemato–oncologist in Vienna.
For my family all this was devastating. For me it was like an earthquake. There are plenty of words that can describe the feelings I had , but they all seem empty now.
Also, its not a surprise anymore that my disease proved to be outside the statistics that were saying that 90% of people with my type of disease are cured after the first line of standard treatment.
I tried almost all chemotherapy protocols that are used to cure my type of cancer, I also “served” a strong dose of radiation therapy. Another lymph node biopsy. I tried also to “enjoy” a marrow absorption from the hip bone.
Considering all this, my disease, even if it did respond to chemotherapy for a while, got stubborn and decided to show me who’s the boss. And it managed to transform me from the perfect candidate of a complete remission through standard treatment into a perfect candidate for an autologous stem cell transplant .
But, although I wouldn’t imagine that, taking into consideration the fact that I was a spoiled kid, I realized that I can be stubborn too. And I also realized the fact that I can be stronger, that I have only one “malfunction” (a major one, it’s true), but I am also equipped with a whole set of organs and systems that can fight, that can help me and that are on my side in this war against the disease. The doctor was telling me the same thing, to think about the fact that I have a problem but beside that, I also have many healthy and strong organs.
I decided to finish this battle as a winner. And to be patient, if that’s required too. And to refuse to let anyone or anything stop me. I’ve always had goals to reach but none of them was so important like this one. So I decided to win …for me, for the loved ones, or just in order to beat the statistics…
I accepted the fact that in order to be able to fight the disease, I needed money, and in order to obtain the needed amount of money, I had to ask people for help, even if this seemed like a weakness, a lack of common sense, stepping on my ego, anything I can think of except the right thing to do. And still, I asked for help and I got it.
I think that what happened in August last year was like a true miracle. Solidarity, compassion, care and help – all of these granted unconditionally to me – a complete stranger to most of them. This experience changed my personal values and my way of thinking forever. In the best way possible. I don’t want to exaggerate, but I think I was given life and friends. People that, not only helped me financially when I was out of options, but people that I felt close to me when I was hospitalized for the transplant and after, in the recovery period. I was reading my mail almost daily and there were lots of questions, every one of them was having ME as a subject, how am I, how do I feel. Everyone was so close to me, praying for me, comforting me and believing in me. Thank you so much! I’m telling you, without any exaggeration, that you can never imagine how much it meant for me what you all did during those moments!
With your help I managed to start fighting the disease and to go through the first transplant. I did the transplant on the 16 th of October 2009 – a new birthday, as the doctors were telling me. And I even got a gift: the transplant. This helped me to get again a few steps ahead of the disease and to be able now to make plans for a second transplant, that even if the first one didn’t get my disease into remission, as we all hoped. The first transplant managed to slow down the disease and gave me another chance to get back into the battle. It gave me a couple more priceless months .
Looking back, although it’s not yet the moment to do that, I realize that I’ve been through a lot, that it was difficult, and that I’ve dragged the loved ones along with me through all this. But I realize that all this is worth it, not that I would ever doubt it. Any sacrifice, every pain and any won battle is surely worth the effort. I don’t want to pity myself or shiver in fear. I will stand tall and go forward.
I have one more step to take. A big step. A transplant. An experimental one. Experimental because they didn’t manage to find me a matching donor and they are forced to use umbilical cord stem cells as an alternative option. A transplant that is harder to bear, riskier, and more invasive than the previous one. But its my last chance against the disease. It’s my last card to play. My life is at stake .
I didn’t start to write this story on the basis that I’m some sort of a talented writer or because I thought it’s a good story. But I also didn’t write it with a total lack of interest. I tried to expose my story from the beginning with the hope that this way, I can convince you one more time to offer me your help.
Because I still need help. For me, even this last card has a price tag. 140 000 Euros from which I lack 80 000 Euros. I realize, it’s a huge amount, but my life is at stake! And I can’t and I won’t give up now. I know that I can be cured, I know that I’m in good hands and I also know that things can change!
This is the reason I am writing to you. I’m trying to convince you that I deserve your help one more time. That I can’t give up the idea of winning the war after so many battles that I won. I want to be cured. I want to get back home, I want my life back. And of course I have big plans and dreams, but at this moment I wont start making any promises. I promised myself and I know I will keep my word.
But I need a chance! I need my life!