"I'm 21. I want to live, work, laugh... But instead I'm fighting cancer."

My name is Petya. I'm only 21 years old, and I'm already fighting the toughest battle of all - with a cancer that only comes around once in eight billion: Ewing's sarcoma, in its penultimate B stage.

They discovered it late, because for a long time doctors kept telling me that my pain was from a herniated disc, a worn-out joint, inflammation... For months I endured unbearable pain, high fever, swelling. They said I had an abscess, and sent me for surgery in Pleven. There they found the truth - a malignant tumor. They took a biopsy and sent it to Germany, France, Sofia, Pleven. They all said the same thing...

Surgery could not be done. They told me directly, "If we operate on you, you will either die on the operating table or be paralyzed forever."

I went through two months of hell - morphine, Lidol, fentanyl, just to sleep, just to breathe. Now I'm being treated in Plovdiv - I'm still going through chemotherapy, and the side effects of the radiation are starting to wear off. I'm grateful that my body is fighting... but I don't have the strength financially anymore.

I get a £500 sick pay as an admin assistant at METRO. It's not enough for anything - neither for medicine nor for a trip to the hospital. I really want to work, but they won't take me anywhere - because I walk slowly and limp, my right leg is completely numb and I can't feel it. And people are looking for "dynamic employees"...

Please, if you can - give me a hand. Help me continue my treatment. Every lev is a hope. Every sharing is strength.

Donations can be made to:

IBAN: BG47STSA93001528103973

Holder.

Thank you for reading. Thank you for being there. I hope - to cope.