My name is Maria Zepeda I am 36 years old, I am facing ovarian cancer and I am a single mother of three beautiful daughters.

In 2024, I received the life-altering diagnosis of ovarian cancer. I had extensive surgery that lasted over ten hours, my family faced the devastating news that my survival was uncertain. They were allowed only a brief moment with me before I was transferred to the Intensive Care Unit, where I remained for eleven days. The unwavering support of my children and the countless individuals praying for my recovery provided me with the strength to persevere, ultimately leading to a full recovery. However, the biopsy results confirmed that I was facing stage 4b ovarian cancer.

I underwent six months of chemotherapy. Unfortunately, my financial circumstances prevented me from taking an extended leave from work during my treatment. I managed to take a week off after each treatment before returning to work, as I could not afford to forgo my paycheck. Being employed by a UC, I found that state disability was not an option. The supplemental disability coverage offered only a maximum of $800 per month, which did not apply to my situation since I was not on continuous leave. I am immensely grateful for the generosity of my remarkable coworkers who donated their Paid Time Off (PTO) to me, allowing me to receive 80 hours of pay after my surgery.

After completing my chemotherapy, I felt optimistic and believed I was on the path to overcoming this illness. However, in October, my situation took a turn for the worse when my numbers began to rise again. A CT scan revealed that the cancer had metastasized to my liver, resulting in the rapid growth of another tumor. Faced with limited options, we sought to explore a clinical trial. I was referred to City of Hope, with plans to begin the trial on February 17, 2025. This trial, known as the PiPAC trial, involved an initial surgery followed by the direct administration of chemotherapy into my abdomen, accompanied by intravenous chemotherapy in subsequent weeks. Regrettably, during the surgery, complications arose due to scar tissue, and the trial could not proceed as intended. I left the hospital feeling utterly shattered, as this trial represented my only hope.

In a follow-up appointment with my oncologist on March 9, 2025, I was presented with the option of an oral medication. Recognizing the gravity of my situation, I inquired whether this medication aimed to cure my cancer or merely extend my life. The oncologist regretfully informed me that low-grade serious carcinoma was non-reactive to treatment. While the medication could potentially prolong my life, its effectiveness remained uncertain, and it would come with various side effects. After careful consideration, I chose to discontinue all treatments, opting to embrace whatever time I have left without the burden of medication side effects. The oncologist respected my choice and referred me to palliative care.

Although I do not know what the future holds, I feel profoundly blessed and am currently experiencing a period of good physical health. I remain hopeful and have begun exploring a homeopathic approach, praying for a miracle. Nevertheless, I must also prepare for the worst. The funds raised will assist in covering my funeral expenses. I have signed a contract with a mortuary and am currently making payments, but I aspire to raise enough to settle the balance in full. This would provide me with peace of mind, knowing that my children and family will not have to face this burden. Should I raise additional funds, I plan to pay off the cemetery lot as well. I am incredibly grateful to each and every one of you who has taken the time to read about my journey. Your prayers, thoughts, and contributions mean the world to me.

I firmly believe that everything happens for a reason. I cherish life and strive to live it to the fullest, enjoying every moment with my daughters. Thank you, and may God bless you all. Please keep me and all those battling illness in your thoughts and prayers.