This gofundme is to help Eve LaFramboise, 21 with travel expenses and hotels to and from Mayo clinics and hospital in Rochester, MN. QUICK NOTE: Updates will be posted below.

She recently completed testing to indicate her adrenocortical carcinoma has returned and sadly spread to her liver and lungs. She will undergo immunotherapy and will have surgery followed by radiation. Her doctors would like to put her in a clinical trial since the treatments stated above are not a cure and just meant to prolong and help with quality of life. Eve and her family will be working together to care for her and her beautiful 2-year-old daughter, Agnes. Any help with the basics of travel and hotel would be so greatly appreciated. Feel free to reach out to me via text message if you would like to help out in any other way or via Venmo. Jeremy LaFramboise (701-426-4160).

As of June 9th I have been discharged from the hospital and on my way to my Aunts so I am 2 hours from the hospital. Going home to lemmon wasn't in the options sadly. I miss being in my home. I am working on getting steady with my walking, with the assistance of a walker. I have an incision that goes vertically through my entire abdomen. They have me on a BLT, which means no bending, lifting, and twisting. Not the BLT I wanted.

Starting June 23rd I start immunotherapy and find out when I start radiation. This is a new form that is different from the form before. I will be doing immunotherapy every 3 weeks. We will find out more about the treatment itself on the 23rd when we meet with the treatment team.

From an emotional perspective, I am scared and nervous. There are so many unknown. I am young, I have such a young beautiful daughter. I don't know what the future has to hold. I don't want my little girl to grow up with pictures of me. I pray every night that I get to at least live until her graduation. I know for a fact I am going to fight tooth and nail and I definitely am not going out without a fight! We are staying close to Mayo at alll times for the clinical trials. I pray so hard they find some sort of cure because that little sunshine needs a momma and I need my little girl.

Right now the financial burden of bills, gas, daily living and so much more. Please keep sharing the gofund me it helps us so much! The more people see the better I want to thank EVERYONE who has donated their time to share my go fund me and all the wonderful people who have donated! It means so much to my family and I.

If everyone who sees this just shares it atleast one it can share my story everywhere. Please share it helps so much even if you cant donate.

Update 6/1/25 Tommorrow surgery is scheduled for 6:30 a.m. Recovery is expected to take 4-6 weeks with radiation and immunotherapy starting at about the 3 week mark. Eve is feeling very nervous but we all have confidence in her surgeon and the team at Mayo.

Update 5/28/25: We are headed to Rochester today to have lots of appointments tomorrow and surgery Monday. We appreciate your help with gas and hotels that allow me to stay near for appointments and family to stay to care for me and Agnes before, during, and after surgery.

Below is Eve's story in her words from just over a year ago.

I am a 20 year old female with a 16 month old daughter (Agnes). As I recently turned 20 in January we have been going through a roller coaster in our lives. As I have grown up and experienced life I have always had some health issues. This was nothing new for me, as I was pregnant with Agnes I had gotten really sick and was extremely high risk. As this was a scary time I had the best support and was blessed with my beautiful daughter November 22nd 2022.

Fast forward to August 2023 I had started feeling really sick. We had made a few trips to the ER and was only ever told I was dehydrated. I was being told “it was all in my head, I was fine, and I just needed to drink more water.” The last week in August I got extremely sick. I had a fever of 103 and higher every day, couldn't move, would puke anytime I ingested something and felt like I was falling apart. Well I was told congratulations you're pregnant and you might just have the flu this is your new normal. I had been pregnant before this didn't seem right, I was bleeding and lethargic. My own OBGYN said you're fine baby is fine no need to worry. October 2nd I went back in. Something just isn't right but nobody's listening, they did an ultrasound to find a small tumor connecting the baby to I in my uterus. It raised a red flag for maybe 5 minutes in the doctors off, to then be told oh it will just grow and we'll watch it. I was sick to my stomach, not only are you telling me my baby has a tumor connected to him but we will just watch it. I asked every question possible but the response was I was fine and to keep coming in every 2 days. I was already 8 weeks along. October 6th heaven gained another angel. I had lost the baby, when I called the doctors to let them know they were the least helpful people. I was a mental wreck but had to continue going. I was still extremely sick though. Baby is gone and the tumor came out with the baby but I am still sick and feverish. When I asked the OB GYN she said to contact my PCP.

From then until December I was in so much pain and spending so much time in and out of the ER. They Kept giving fluids and chalking it up to “Ovarian Cyst”. Well when I say I was in more pain then when I naturally delivered my daughter is an understatement. I even told the ER doctor but when you're 19 you look like a drug addict apparently. I missed so much work and was gaining weight like no other. I went from 175-210 barely eating anything and just drinking water. They said this is just me needing to figure out my eating habits. I was mad. I am asking for help but you just chalk it up to me “Eating too much” when I can't even eat or I'll puke. From Weight gain, losing chunks of hair but growing extra facial hair, passing out, dizzy spells which they claimed to be vertigo which was then proven incorrect, to migraines for days. This was what doctors called “normal” and the common American body. No one took me seriously enough to order a test.

January 1st 2024 I spent the evening in the ER with some major pain I had been having for days. The pain would radiate from one side to the other and from front to back. They did a CT scan to prove that they were ovarian cyst to then accidentally find a “mass” on my adrenal gland. When I asked the ER doctor for more information she said the chances of these being cancerous are so slim to none to have it checked up on in 6-12 months. She acted like it was nothing and I should just continue on. It was already extremely big but she was sure it was nothing because they are “uncommon”. I asked if they would refer my information to me PCP for her to say if I felt the need it was something else to contact them myself. Well I felt something else was wrong. I contacted my PCP and she agreed with the large size we needed more information.

February was the soonest she could get me in. I was still not feeling well. At this point this is my new normal. I have to just not eat much, lose my hair and hit points in which I could barely function. This was normal?? Right?? That's what the ER doctors had said. My PCP ordered another CT scan but with Adrenal Protocol with IV DYE. Iv’s are great when you have the BIGGEST fear of needles and it takes 4 nurses to hold you down. OOOps End of February we get the call… it has almost tripled inside and started growing towards my kidneys more. All we know is this isnt common for this to happen and it's showing every sign of being cancerous due to the size and just how my body is responding to multiple 24 hour urine analysis, (These suck you have to keep your urine in your fridge…Yuk) and all of my blood work and medications. I am lost. I am scared my doctors don't know what to do and they don't know what they are talking about.

March 5th they keep stating its growth was rapidly getting bigger and affecting other body/organ functions. This is nothing we didn't already know, but this is a new doctor and I need to give her the benefit of the doubt. Right? She ordered a needle biopsy and wanted to get it removed right away. She said I had to get the biopsy so she could do the surgery because she needed to know so she could prepare properly. This seems good because she has a plan and seemed like she knew what she was getting herself into. She seemed like she's done this a thousand times and she could fix me! I am happy she is listening and she has hope for me. March 14th 2024 we learned my insides are extremely compact but they got the biopsy done….. 8 hours later and a circus act. Bless the nurse that was there. She was sweet but wow does that hospital need better communication skills. 4-7 days later I was told that the biopsy was inconclusive.. A waste, no answer but scans showed it's growing more… My next question was, She doesn't have answers but she still wants to do surgery March 21st. I was scared. Does she know what she's doing? We don't have answers. She said she HAD to know to even do the surgery but she's going in blind?? I went for it. I said ok let's do this you still sound confident in yourself. March 21st the tumor was removed and so was my adrenal gland. The surgeon told my parents everything went so well it's all removed and we are good. She gave my parents so much hope that we were going to be good.

The hospital stay itself was bad, but they sent me home sick. I was peeing blood as soon as the catheter came out. (Came out 48 hours too late) but they went back to my saying it's a menstrual cycle. I said no this is fruit punch blood no its not. They then tried sending me home and I still couldn't even sit up yet. It was a mess to say the least, not impressed. Nurses would take 30 minutes to hours to come for a call light. I saw the doctor once and he was convinced I was fine even though my blood pressure would drop so low the machine would scream. The fix for that was the nurses turning the machine off. I went home and it was the worst 4 days. I had a fever of 103 and higher, incisions were leaking green, puking, so dizzy body aches and chills. You name it I had it. I was so miserable. I called the doctors 3 separate days asking for help to be told it's part of healing and I am fine. The on-call surgeon even told me “You're not an emergency, this is a waste of time and resources.” Easter morning I woke up and took my temp 103.1. I could barely move and honestly thought this was the end of all. I was seeing things and was beyond lathargic. I was rushed to the ER, where the ER doctor was the BEST. He ran every test known to man in the book of medicine! After spending the morning in the ER he came back with my results. I had an UTI from my catheter and it was spreading. It was getting bad to the point of almost sepsis. He pumped fluids and IV antibiotics for an hour straight. I was so damn thankful he listened and he helped. He then gave me Morphine for the amount of pain I was having to then find out I and morphine don't go together.

Fast forward to April 8th 2024 @12:06 this marks one of the hardest days of my life. I got a phone call I didn't think I ever would get at the age of 20. I thought I was doing better. I thought the surgery to remove the tumor and Adrenal gland was the last I would have to ever hear of this. Well I was incorrect, I heard it. Mayo had gotten my pathology report back. I was told I was ONE IN A MILLION but not in a manner I wanted to hear. I was told I have ADRENOCORTICAL CARCINOMA (ACC). This is a RARE endocrine malignancy that arises from the cortex of the adrenal gland. This has an estimated worldwide incidence of ~1 case per million population per year. The doctors in ND are not familiar with this let alone someone at this age having it. I will now be going to Mayo for treatment and more surgeries. This will be happening under a care team I am way more comfortable with.

I had the opportunity to chat with my program mentor and I talked about how I am doing in school. She is so beyond understanding and so helpful. She is the definition of a blessing that came into my life. She said something that just stuck with me. “This is my story but this isn't the end of my story” I am going to continue to fight to be my best and do my best for my daughter. I am just asking for prayers and anything you think will help my family and I as we are scared and heading through some dark times. I have been struggling mentally with the news and trying to understand. I can say I am truly still in denial. It just doesn't seem right. I am so young and I have a little girl who needs me more than anything. There is light at the end of the tunnel. I am strong and I know I can do this.

With this being said I am still out of work from my last surgery and now treatment to come. I was lucky enough to have a family friend create a MEAL TRAIN (linked below). In there you can sign up to bring me meals so Agnes and I don't go hungry, you can also donate funds or gift cards. Some of my family is working on creating a benefit to help out with left over medical bills, regular bills, and make sure Agnes and I are taken care of during these hard times. If you'd like to just donate money without going through the meal train since it does take a good chunk from me you can go to my bank Vue Community Credit Union and deposit a check or cash into the account named “EVE’S BENEFIT”.

We are so thankful to have such a wonderful support team!