Support Marisol's Battle with Breast Cancer

Hola, mi nombre es Marisol Uribe Diez.

Nunca imaginé tener que escribir algo así, pero hoy me atrevo, con el corazón en la mano y toda la sinceridad del mundo, a pedir ayuda.

Soy madre soltera, inmigrante venezolana, y hace cuatro años llegué a Estados Unidos con mi hijo buscando un futuro mejor. He trabajado con esfuerzo, amor y dignidad para sacarlo adelante, como muchas mujeres valientes que luchamos solas.

En enero de 2025 me hice unos chequeos médicos y, tras varios exámenes, el 16 de abril recibí un diagnóstico que cambió mi vida: cáncer de mama derecha (carcinoma ductal invasivo y carcinoma ductal insitu).

Luego de una resonancia, detectaron una lesión adicional detrás de la prótesis. Comencé quimioterapia el 29 de mayo. Aún me faltan 5 sesiones, y después vendrán una mastectomía y radioterapia, ya que mi diagnóstico es HER2 positivo.

Este tratamiento me ha dejado sin energía y sin posibilidad de trabajar. Físicamente, emocionalmente y económicamente, el camino es muy duro.

Me cuesta mucho pedir, pero hoy necesito ayuda. Quiero seguir viva para mi hijo, quiero seguir luchando.

Si puedes ayudarme, Dios sabrá recompensarte. Cualquier contribución, por pequeña que sea, es una luz de esperanza en esta batalla.

Gracias por leerme. Gracias por compartir. Gracias por estar.

Te debo el corazón.

Con amor,

MarisoL

With My Heart in My Hand, I Ask for Your Help

Hello, my name is Marisol Uribe Diez.

I never imagined I’d have to write something like this, but today, with all my heart and sincerity, I am asking for help.

I’m a single mother, an immigrant from Venezuela, and I arrived in the United States four years ago with my son, chasing a better future. I’ve worked hard and with dignity, without rest—like so many brave women who raise their children alone—with love, perseverance, and strong values to lead by example.

In January 2025, I finally decided to get a medical check-up. After many tests, studies, and a biopsy, on April 16 I received life-changing news: I was diagnosed with right breast cancer (Invasive Ductal Carcinoma and Ductal Carcinoma In Situ).

A subsequent MRI revealed an additional lesion behind the implant. I was advised to begin chemotherapy immediately, which I started on May 29. I have five more sessions to go, spaced 21 days apart. These treatments have taken a toll on my energy, my strength—and sadly, my ability to keep working.

After chemotherapy, I will face a mastectomy, followed by radiation therapy, since the cancer is HER2-positive. The road ahead is long—physically, emotionally, and financially.

It’s incredibly hard for me to ask for help… I’ve always tried to get by on my own. But this time, I can’t. This time, I truly need support. Not out of pride, but because reality demands it. I want to stay alive for my son. I want to keep fighting.

If you’re reading this and you can help, I thank you from the bottom of my heart. Every contribution, no matter how small, is a ray of hope in this fight.

Thank you for reading. Thank you for sharing. Thank you for standing by me.

You have my heart.

With love,

Marisol