We rushed him to the hospital, where doctors told me the remaining shrapnel had moved deeper into his body, causing dangerous complications. I left knowing his treatment cannot continue without help I simply cannot afford.
I am begging you as a persecuted mother in Gaza, watching my baby bleed in front of me, unable to stop it. Please donate now and help me save his life before it’s too late.
Sadly, doctors told me they could do no more for baby Qais because the treatment he desperately needs is unavailable at the hospital, and I cannot afford to buy it elsewhere. Please donate today and help me bring him the medicine that may ease his suffering.
PLEASE DON'T WAIT UNTIL MY BABY BECOMES ANOTHER TRAGIC STORY YOU READ TOMORROW.
I keep imagining the moment someone asks me, "Is Qais still alive?!" I am terrified that one day I will not know how to answer. No mother should ever live with that fear hanging over every breath.
Every day, I fight two battles at once: comforting my child through pain and searching for a way to afford the medicine, bandages, and treatment he still desperately needs. I feel myself breaking a little more each day.
I am pleading with you as a persecuted mother in Gaza, helplessly watching my baby bleed before my eyes with no way to ease his pain. Please donate today and help me save his life before it is too late.
I am not asking for miracles. I am asking for the chance to keep fighting for my son. Please donate or share Qais's story today. Your kindness could help protect his future and remind us we are not alone.
I don’t even know how to begin this, but I truly need your help😓💔
I am very sick. I already went through one surgery, and now I urgently need another one that costs $300. I simply don’t have this amount, and I am terrified of what could happen if I can’t get this operation
I am a mother of two little girls. They are my whole world I cannot bear the thought of something happening to me and leaving them behind with no one. This fear is with me every single moment.
Please, I am begging you even the smallest help can make a difference. If just a few kind people donate $20 each, we can reach the $300 and give me a chance to have this surgery and stay with my daughters.
$20 may seem small, but to me it means hope… it means life.
Please don’t leave me alone in this. Your kindness could save me.
Nedda, her husband, and their young daughter lost their home in Gaza when it was destroyed by a rocket during the recent war. Like many othe
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