"My name is Margarita Shamasova (Storozheva/ Barkauskene). I was born in Russia and spend my childhood there.
When I was 17 I came to study in New Zealand (2001 to 2004). I had a very blessed and happy life back then. I was very appreciative of the opportunities that I've been given and was determined to make the most of them and make my family proud.
In 2004 my family suffered financial crisis and we were no longer able to pay international tuition fees in New Zealand. I decided to earn my own living and further my studies back in Kaliningrad with the hope of one day coming back to this side of the world.
I was only 20 when strange things started happening to my health. First there were constant bronchitis, I was coughing terribly and nothing helped. Then I started to itch. I would constantly scratch my legs from feet to knees and hands from wrists to elbows. Doctors have diagnosed allergies and gave me antihistamine treatments which did not help. The same doctors later decided that the itching was caused by stress ...
Time passed, I turned 21. By now my legs were covered with crust from constant scratching, I always wanted to sleep, appetite was lost, and some unexplained lumps started growing on my neck.
I visited doctors again. After a chest X-rays I was hospitalized in Skin and Venereal Diseases Clinic with a diagnosis of psoriasis and treated with body creams and baths. Needless to say this did not help and the symptoms were getting worse.
Then my diagnosis changed to "Red African Zoster", which according to the doctors I must have contracted during the time I spent in New Zealand. To my amazement, such minor geographical subtlety as the fact that New Zealand and Africa are separated by the Indian Ocean did not seem to bother anyone in the slightest.
The bumps on my neck continued to grow and my body was getting weaker and weaker. I checked myself out of the skin clinic without doctors' approval and approached regional hospital asking them to at least remove the lump on my neck.
The young surgeon in regional hospital suspected oncology and sent biopsy for analysis in St.Petersburg. I will be forever grateful to him for taking the initiative!
When the results came in and our worst fears became a reality, I was directed to the main chemotherapy facility in the region. There I was told that the type of therapy I needed would be the same everywhere in the world, and that I would not find any better treatment in St. Petesburg or abroad. Believing this was a very costly and potentially lethal mistake.
I began the treatment under the BEACOPP scheme. Unfortunately, I was not given one specific drug, Natulan, that I now know is an essential part of the course. If the doctors had just told me that they did not have enough funding to access Natulan, and that the drug was necessary, my family would have sourced it ourselves (as we did much later). But we weren't told, and we did not know, and as a result my treatment course was incomplete.
After 6 courses of chemotherapy I got arrhythmia - atrial fibrillation attack, tachysystole. The regional cardiology department recommended to do the 7th course of chemio, but my oncologist did not agree and I developed further heart problems.
By then I was starting to get a feeling that doctors were playing a very cruel game of "football". Just passing time waiting for my life to end.
I was scared, I could not understand what was going on. All I wanted was a life without a wig or another dose of chemotherapy.
I dedicated not to have any more treatments in Kaliningrad. After another relapse in May 2008 I approached Obninsk Radiological Center of Russian Academy of Medical Science. They tried to do another course of chemo, but I developed taheoaritmii and they proceeded with irradiation instead. They irradiated my neck and sent me home to drink Natulan.
I went into remission. Life went on as normal. I found a job and got married and became Margarita Shamasova. But the peaceful life was note meant to last for long. In March 2010 I had a relapse. Another course of irradiation followed and again I was sent home to drink Natulan.
Then in 2013 the disease have returned and started progressing fast. I spent 5 courses under the scheme COPP and, you guessed it, back home to drink Natulan. There seemed to be nothing more that the new doctors were willing to do.
When for the countless time I was at home drinking Natulan, I came to know that a girl from my hospital who recently passed away has been treated in the same manner - taking Natulan at home. I realized then that the doctors have simply given up.
In September 2014 after an extensive relapse and with both the Kaliningrad and the Obninsk doctors both giving me only a month of live, I was determined to find a doctor who would not give up on me.
I was advised to try Petrov Research Institute in St. Petersburg. There I found the best doctor in the world - Ilya Sergeyevich Zyuzgin. Reading my medical history Ilya was horrified and had a few string words to say. Then he told me honestly there is a chance that it may be too late, but he promised to fight to the end.
The main problem was that after so many rounds of chemo my cancer cells have developed resistance. However after 4 courses under the new regiment I showed great improvement. It have undergone a high-dose chemotherapy BEAM and autologous hematopoietic stem cells transplantation.
Which bring us to now. In June 2015 the tests showed 3 new areas of activity. Ilya Sergeyevich explained that the progression of the disease occurs when the body gets used to chemo. To recover I need the drug "Adcetris" which has been used successfully in Germany and US.
With this treatment I have high chances of not just extending my life, but be completely cured.
Based on my body weight and height I need to take 3 packs per month and continue this treatment for 10 to 12 months. One pack costs 3,900 euros.
And here I am only one step away from cure, but it cost much more than my family and I can ever afford.
I want to have children and build a house. I really want to live. Please help me".