My name is Karen Bilke. I am 77 years old, and I’m not ready to die.
For most of my life, I was the one taking care of everyone else. I was a caregiver, and asking for help has never come naturally to me. Now, for the first time in my life, I find myself needing the kindness of others.
I was recently diagnosed with Stage 4 pancreatic cancer that has spread to my liver and colon. I’m fighting with everything I have. I receive chemotherapy three times each month, and I’m also undergoing treatment with the Optune Gio® system, a newer therapy available for Stage 4 pancreatic cancer patients only. I am determined to keep fighting for as much time as God gives me.
Like many people, I have worked hard my entire life. I’m not poor, but I’m certainly not wealthy. The cost of cancer is overwhelming. Between treatments, medications, doctor visits, travel, and everything that comes with this disease, my savings are disappearing much faster than I ever imagined.
I have set a goal of raising $50,000 to help cover the cost of treatment, medications, transportation to appointments, and everyday living expenses while I focus on fighting this disease instead of worrying about finances. Every donation—no matter the amount—will help me continue this fight and ease a burden that cancer has placed on my life.
If you’re unable to donate, your help is still a tremendous blessing. I could also use assistance with rides to appointments, light housekeeping, yard work, or simply checking in on me.
My older sister lives with me, and she also struggles with her health, so keeping up our home has become difficult. I always took pride in having a clean house, a beautiful yard, and creating things with my hands. I loved woodworking and making jewelry, but cancer has taken away the strength to do many of the things I once enjoyed.
One of the hardest parts of my treatment is that I can no longer spend much time outdoors. Because of the Optune device, heat can loosen the adhesive patches, making it difficult to be outside. If I could dream, my greatest wish would be an enclosed sunroom where I could sit comfortably and watch the birds, squirrels, rabbits, the sunrise, and the sunset. It’s not a necessity—just something that would bring me joy during this difficult journey.
If funds remain after my medical expenses have been met, I would love for them to be used to help another cancer patient in need. Helping others has always been part of who I am, and I hope that spirit continues.
Thank you for taking the time to read my story. Whether you give financially, offer a helping hand, or simply pray for me, every act of kindness means more than I can express.
Please keep the prayers coming. I believe in miracles, and I am going to keep fighting for as long as I can.
With love and gratitude,
Karen
