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Change of plans, details and words of appreciation
DETAILS ON HOW TO JOIN THE STEM CELL DONOR REGISTRY
- Stage 1
- Stage 2
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!
POVESTEA…SI INCA CEVA
A inceput in 2008. Nu stiu de ce, am incetat sa ma intreb. Aproape ca nici nu mai stiu cum. S-au intamplat multe de atunci.
Stiu doar ca ma durea un umar, ca am fost la multi doctori si ca eram speriata. Doctorii imi spuneau insa, foarte relaxati, ca nu am nimic si ca pot merge acasa sa ma bucur de viata, pentru ca asta ar trebui sa faca un om la 25 de ani. Nu am fost niciodata ipohondra, nici nu stiu cum am avut atata ambitie incat sa tot merg la doctor de fiecare data, insistand sa imi puna un diagnostic.
Le-am urmat sfatul de cateva ori, insa durerea mea nu tinea cont de ce spuneau ei sau de varsta mea. Fara sa imi dau seama cand si cum, m-am trezit, dupa 6 luni, intr-o clinica din Viena, din fericire (si aici credeti-ma pe cuvant ca, desi mi-as fi dorit sa nu fie asa, am suficiente argumente), unde ma pregateam psihic ca a doua zi sa imi faca o operatie de extractie a unor ganglioni limfatici, pentru ca numai asa puteau sa imi confirme un diagnostic de cancer limfatic, diagnostic care se pare ca se desprindea cu usurinta din simptomele si analizele mele de sange.
Nu mai este o surpriza faptul ca in luna august 2008 a fost confirmat diagnosticul de cancer limfatic (boala Hodgkin), stadiul IIB, Bulky si ca am inceput imediat sa urmez tratamentul cu citostatice standard recomandat de medicul hemato-oncolog din Viena.
Pentru ai mei a fost devastator. Pentru mine a fost ca un cutremur puternic. Sunt cuvinte pentru a descrie starile prin care am trecut, dar par goale.
Nu mai este o surpriza nici faptul ca boala mea s-a dovedit a fi nu la fel de usor curabila in cazul meu ca in cele 90% din cazuri, care se vindeca dupa prima linie de tratament.
Am incercat cam toate sortimentele de protocoale chimioterapice care se fac pentru aceasta boala, am servit si o portie zdravana de radioterapie. O noua biopsie ganglionara… Am incercat sa savurez chiar si o absorbtie de maduva din osul soldului.
Cu toate astea, boala mea s-a incapatanat ca dupa o vreme de dat inapoi, urmare a chimioterapiei administrate, sa se umfle in pene si sa imi arate ea mie. Respectiv, sa ma transforme, asa cum a rezultat din analizele din martie 2009, din candidata perfecta pentru vindecare completa prin tratament standard, in candidata perfecta pentru o recomandare ferma de transplant autolog cu celule stem.
Dar, desi nu as fi crezut, desi eram o rasfatata, mi-am dat seama ca si eu sunt incapatanata. Si mi-am dat seama ca sunt mai puternica, mi-am dat seama ca am o singura defectiune (majora, este drept), dar ca suntem dotati cu un set complet de organe care pot lupta, care ma ajuta si care tin cu mine. Asa imi spunea si doctorul, sa ma gandesc la faptul ca am o problema si multe organe sanatoase si puternice.
Mi-am propus sa ies invingatoare din lupta asta. Si sa am rabdare, daca si de asta este nevoie. Si sa nu las pe nimeni si nimic sa ma opreasca. Intotdeauna am avut teluri de atins, dar niciodata unul atat de important. Pentru mine, pentru cei dragi, pentru statistici… In oricare dintre variante, mi-am propus sa ma vindec.
Am acceptat ca pentru a putea sa lupt, am nevoie de bani, iar pentru a avea acei bani trebuie sa cer ajutorul oamenilor, chiar daca asta imi parea o slabiciune, o lipsa de bun simt, de orgoliu, imi parea oricum, numai in regula nu. Si totusi, am cerut ajutorul si l-am primit.
A fost un soi de minune, cred, ce s-a intamplat in luna august a anului trecut. Solidaritate, compasiune, grija si ajutor – toate acordate unui strain care eram eu si toate acordate neconditionat. Aceasta experienta mi-a zguduit zdravan valorile si parerile. In cel mai bun sens de imaginat. Cred ca nu exagerez cand spun ca am castigat viata si prieteni. Oameni care nu numai ca m-au ajutat din punct de vedere financiar cand nu mai aveam alte solutii, dar oameni care au fost alaturi de mine cat am fost internata la transplant si dupa, in perioada de recuperare. Deschideam e-mailul cand puteam si gaseam multe intrebari – toate aveau ca subiect ce fac EU. Toti erau alaturi de mine, se rugau pentru mine, ma incurajau si toti au crezut in mine. Va multumesc din suflet! Va spun, fara sa exagerez, ca nu va puteti imagina cat inseamna pentru mine ce ati facut in acea perioada!
Cu ajutorul dumneavoastra, m-am luat la tranta cu boala trecand si prin primul transplant. Am facut transplantul pe 16 octombrie 2009, o noua zi de nastere, mi-au spus medicii. Am primit cadou : am facut transplantul. Iar asta m-a ajutat sa fiu iar cu cativa pasi inaintea bolii si sa se poata pune problema unui al doilea transplant acum, chiar daca nu a fost suficient primul transplant pentru a reusi sa eliminam totul, asa cum am sperat. Primul transplant mi-a devansat boala, mi-a castigat teren in fata bolii si mi-a dat sansa de a reintra in lupta. Mi-a dat in plus cateva luni esentiale de viata.
Uitandu-ma inapoi, desi nu cred ca este inca momentul, imi dau seama ca am trecut prin multe, ca a fost greu, si ca alaturi de mine i-am tarat prin toate astea si pe cei dragi. Dar imi dau seama si ca tot efortul asta merita, nu ca as fi avut vreodata dubii. Dar orice sacrificiu, orice durere si orice lupta castigata merita efortul. Nu am de gand sa stau sa imi plang de mila, nu am de gand sa stau sa tremur de frica. Ci voi merge mai departe.
<strong>Mai am un pas. Un pas mare. Un transplant. Experimental. Experimental pentru ca nu mi-au gasit un donator compatibil si vor folosi celule stem prelevate din cordonul ombilical ca varianta alternativa. Un transplant mult mai greu, mai riscant si mai invaziv decat primul. Dar ultima sansa si ultimul pas. Este ultima carte pe care trebuie sa o joc. Pe masa e viata mea.</strong>
Nu m-am apucat de scris povestea asta pentru ca as avea talent la scris, sau pentru ca mi s-a parut o poveste buna. Dar nici nu am scris-o total dezinteresat. Si am incercat sa va povestesc, pe scurt, inca de la inceput ca sa va pot convinge sa imi mai acordati sprijinul dumneavoastra inca o data.
Pentru ca mai am nevoie de ajutor. Pentru mine, si aceasta ultima carte are pret. 140 000 de euro, din care imi lipsesc 80 000 de euro. Stiu, este enorm, dar este vorba despre viata mea, este vorba despre faptul ca nu vreau si nu pot sa renunt acum. Stiu ca ma pot vindeca, stiu ca sunt pe maini bune si stiu ca nu o sa ramana asa lucrurile.
De aceea am scris. Incerc sa va conving ca merit inca o data ajutorul dumneavoastra. Ca nu pot, dupa atatea batalii castigate, sa renunt sa incerc a castiga razboiul. Vreau sa ma vindec. Vreau sa revin acasa, vreau ca viata mea sa imi apartina din nou. Sigur ca am planuri mari, dar nu ma apuc sa promit nimic. Mi-am promis mie, stiu ca ma voi tine de cuvant.
<strong>Dar am nevoie de sansa! Am nevoie de viata!</strong>




