My mother Analilia was diagnosed with stomach cancer August of 2022. She has been fighting ever since while attending her chemotherapies, change of diet, etc. Her hair was falling, she was always nauseous, in pain, the medications and chemo would cause her to have anxiety, depression, she would get hallucinations and would feel so desperate because she couldn't deal with the pain and suffering of the cancer. However, around October of last year the cancer was beginning to advance more and more. It got to the point where she had to rely on a feeding tube because she wasn't able to tolerate anything by the mouth. The cancer kept advancing as she was slowly beginning to struggle to do little things such as walking, using the restroom, or even to reach for something. Me along with my stepdad and siblings (mainly my brother) were all taking care of her making sure she was taking her medications, cleaning her tubes, giving her baths, massages, taking her to her appointments, and doing the simple things of taking care of the house. Late January of this year, we had been told by doctors/oncologists that the cancer was far too advanced and her organs were slowly not functioning well and there wasn't much left to do. She had multiple tubes left and right. Her stomach would be so inflamed because she wasn't able to urinate and they would have to take out fluids using huge syringes which was very difficult to witness while seeing her cry in pain. She was not able to urinate, pain was uncontrollable, she couldn't have absolutely nothing to eat, and her organs were done working except for her kidneys. It got to the point where she was in ICU because she was having trouble breathing and needed to rely on a ventilator and once again nothing was able to be done according to those doctors. My family and I were nonstop by her side day and night and seeing her suffer in pain was a nightmare for all of us because we wouldn't sleep well nor eat or when we were called to rush to the hospital due to an emergency regarding her. There were moments where my mom wanted to give up because she was suffering and only she knew what she was experiencing, but she decided to fight every single day until her last breath no matter the consequences. Unfortunately, she passed Thursday 3/21 around 4pm.

It is completely heartbroken for me and my family because this is my own mother that passed, not just any family member. We are devastated because things will no longer be the same although we know that she is in a much happier place than we are. We will be organizing a funeral ceremony for my queen and any donation is helpful even if it's $1 . God bless everyone and thank you for taking the time to read a brief summary of her battle with cancer.

Rest in peace my gorgeous queen!!!