Fighting Stage 4 Leiomyosarcoma one day at a time

Hello Everyone,

Thank You for visiting, I initially started this blog to keep family and close friends updated on our journey to Houston Texas, to visit with Dr. Burzynski, a world renowned doctor, who specializes in cancer.

A year and a half ago, MB was diagnosed with stage 4 Uterine Leiomyosarcoma and given no more than a year to live.

MB is only 50, she hasn't seen any of her kids get married or have babies. She still has a thirst for life, three kids and a Husband who absolutely adores her. My sister is 23 and youngest brother only 17. We still need our Mama Bear. If you are, or were, blessed enough to have an MB like mine, who has always loved you unconditionally and supported you, you will know how we feel. Nothing can replace a mother's love. Nothing.

Because MB's cancer is very aggressive, we had no time to waste. The very same day the doctor told us to prepare for hospice, MB and I said, "Fu*k That!", Hospice is a dirty word at our house.We started applying to the Burzynski Clinic as soon as we got home from the doctors appointmet, after 3 days of collecting medical records and sending faxes we were finally accepted.We never took time to think, we just acted. No more than a week and half after we were told to go home and prepare for death, we were on a plane headed to Houston TX in search of life and a second chance. We've left California and our family during Thanksgiving.

Even though the treatment is crazy expensive and we are away from home during the holidays, this is still the best decision we ever made. Sometimes you have to bet big to win big!

We aren't the Kardashians, we are just the Vargas' and we are going through the "realest" hardest battle of our lives...This is our story....If you'd like to start reading from the very beginning click on November, on the lower right hand side of the page and the very first post is the "Adventure Begins"

Wednesday, February 15, 2012

There is a reason....

My aunt keeps my family sane and together!
In the last year, I left my job, my own apartment and very independent, trendy fantastic single free spirited life style to move back home and care for MB. Currently, I'm jobless, live with my parents and have no real love life to speak of. It's all been put on hold. On days that I feel sorry for myself I hear the words of my most amazing aunt, "there is a reason for this, God has a why? in mind and it's our job to be patient, help your mom and move forward."

I Love my aunt soooooo much. She has left her family to live with  and help us in our greatest time of need. Before she came back to help, my stress level was at a 12 and PB was on the verge of a nervous breakdown. My aunts presence calms us all. She focuses on MB 110% which leaves me more time to manage the household and other tasks without having to worry about waiting on MB hand and foot. This morning PB was bitching about Cancer doctors and I was about to start a heated debate(fight) when my aunt whispered in my ear to just ignore him. She listens to PB and lets him vent without becoming confrontational. I am too close to the situation to here PB's negativity. I'm a fighter, I fight with anyone who disagrees with me regarding MB's chances at survival!

My aunt and I have a lot in common, we are both fiesty with big hearts. We are action oriented. We DO we don't just say. We like to cuss, and when we get out of the house we cuss like sailors. I guess one of of the "why's" of this whole ordeal was that my aunt and I have grown super close, before MB got sick we'd see eachother once a year and now we are super BFF's. One day I hope I can be half as kind and devoted as her. She is my little General and I LOVE HER!

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