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It’s been a long time, hasn’t it?
To be honest, I can’t say 2025 started off well for me. My health took a turn for the worse, and I was genuinely worried. So, I decided to take things seriously and went to the oncology center in Bukhara. After undergoing an MRI, I received unsettling news—there’s a nodule in my lungs that may be metastasis (MTS). Given the severity of the results, I made the decision to undergo surgery, but not in Uzbekistan.
On January 19th, I traveled to India with my mom. The doctors ran an extensive series of medical tests to ensure I was fit for surgery, and everything checked out. Then, we consulted my oncologist, who informed me that the procedure would be complex, requiring the involvement of both a plastic surgeon and an orthopedic specialist.
During the operation, they removed my clavicle along with the tumor—which, to be honest, looked terrifying—and sent it to the lab for a biopsy. The results confirmed what I had feared: my initial diagnosis was correct. I have Ewing sarcoma, a rare and aggressive form of bone cancer. And since there’s metastasis, the treatment will be just as aggressive, involving both chemotherapy and radiation.
At this point, I feel like I’m cursed. I can’t even put my emotions into words—no fear, no tears, just emptiness.
I’ve come to realize that happiness chooses people, and I’m simply not one of them.
Anyway, I don’t want to burden you all with my chaotic life. Take care and stay safe.