There are moments in life that divide time into before and after. For our family, that moment came when we heard a word no parent is ever prepared to hear: neuroblastoma.

In an instant, our world collapsed. The future we imagined for our son, Oliś—full of laughter, school days, and carefree childhood dreams—was suddenly replaced by fear, uncertainty, and an overwhelming fight for his life.

A Diagnosis That Shattered Our World

When the doctor said “neuroblastoma,” it felt as if the air had been knocked out of our lungs. We sat there in silence, struggling to understand how something so cruel could happen to our child. Neuroblastoma is a malignant tumor, aggressive and unpredictable, and hearing that our son had cancer was every parent’s worst nightmare made real.

No parent ever expects their child to be diagnosed with cancer. Especially not a disease so severe. The shock was paralyzing. Our hearts were breaking, yet we had no choice but to stand up and face what lay ahead—for Oliś.

When the Struggle Felt Unreal

At first, it didn’t feel real. Oliś had been full of energy, rarely sick, always smiling. We thought he had a simple stomach ache—something that would pass in a day or two. We never imagined that this small sign would lead us down the most terrifying path of our lives.

A routine blood test revealed alarming results. Doctors ordered further examinations, and with each test, our fear grew. Deep down, we prayed it was all a mistake.

The Moment Everything Changed

The ultrasound revealed a mass on Oliś’s adrenal gland. In that moment, time stopped. Our hearts sank as doctors spoke in careful, measured tones. We rushed to the hospital, clinging to hope that it was something harmless.

But it wasn’t.

Cancer was never supposed to be part of our son’s story. Yet suddenly, it was at the center of everything.

A Brutal Treatment Journey Begins

Chemotherapy started almost immediately. One day, we were parents worried about a tummy ache. The next, we were watching our son endure toxic medications designed to save his life.

The treatment plan is long and relentless:

• Aggressive chemotherapy
• Major surgery
• A bone marrow transplant
• And finally, a critical vaccine to prevent relapse

Each step is necessary. Each step is terrifying.

The Crushing Financial Reality

As devastating as the diagnosis was, another blow soon followed. The vaccine that could prevent the cancer from returning is not covered by insurance.

Knowing that our son’s survival may depend on treatment we cannot afford is a pain no words can describe. The emotional burden is already overwhelming—adding financial desperation feels unbearable.

No parent should ever have to wonder if they can afford to save their child’s life.

Watching Your Child Suffer

Every time I see Oliś connected to chemotherapy machines, my heart breaks all over again. The needles. The exhaustion. The pain. The confusion in his eyes.

Yet even in the middle of this nightmare, small moments feel like victories. When he can rest at home—even briefly—it feels like a gift. Those moments remind us why we keep fighting.

A Childhood Stolen Too Soon

Week by week, Oliś understands more about his illness than any child should. He knows the hospital routines. He recognizes nurses and machines. He knows that pain is part of his daily life now.

What he doesn’t understand is why he can’t just be a kid.

He asks when he can return to his friends, when life will feel normal again. Each question breaks my heart, because I don’t know how to answer.

The Sound of Fear No Parent Forgets

Every night, I hear my son cry. I hear fear in his voice when he asks, “Mommy, will everything be okay?”

In those moments, I gather every ounce of strength I have. I look into his eyes and promise him that we will fight this together. I have to believe it—because he believes me.

A Promise to Never Give Up

I make the same promise every night: we will defeat this monster. No matter how hard the road is. No matter how exhausted or scared we feel.

Oliś trusts us completely. For him, giving up is not an option.

Dreaming of a Normal Life Again

I dream of a future where hospital rooms are replaced by playgrounds. Where IV poles become toys. Where fear gives way to laughter.

But the truth is painful. Our journey is far from over, and we cannot do this alone.

Why We Are Asking for Help

Our son is fighting with everything he has. Now, we are asking for help to fight alongside him. Every donation, every share, every act of kindness brings us closer to giving Oliś the future he deserves.

Your support can help cover life-saving treatment that stands between our son and relapse.

Standing Together for Oliś

This is our cry for help. Not out of weakness, but out of love.

Together, we can give Oliś a real chance to win this battle. Together, we can turn fear into hope.

A Mother’s Love Has No Limits

As a mother, my love for my son knows no bounds. I will fight for him for as long as it takes. Every moment of fear is worth it if it means he gets to live a full, happy life.

With your help, that future is still possible.