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The little girl was only two years old when her father passed away. It was a time of unimaginable grief, but I knew I had to be strong for her. She became my light, my reason to keep going. I poured all my love into raising her, determined to give her the happiest childhood possible. Surrounded by warmth and care, she was growing into a healthy and happy child.
She Remained Awake At Nights, Burning With High FeverSo when she began complaining about a toothache, I didn't think much of it. Children have these little problems all the time, and I was confident a trip to the dentist would take care of it. The dentist decided to remove the troublesome tooth, but something didn’t feel right. Her gums wouldn’t stop bleeding. The doctors assured me it was normal and that it would soon stop. But only a few days later, she developed a fever that refused to go away. The thermometer seemed stuck at 102 or 103 degrees Celsius, no matter what we did.
We Just Couldn't Believe That She Had Blood CancerI took her to the hospital, where they ran a series of tests. Nothing could have prepared me for what came next. The doctors told me she had Acute Myeloid Leukemia—AML. It’s a type of blood cancer that was making her weaker and sicker by the day. It was all too sudden, too overwhelming to comprehend. I couldn’t believe it. I didn’t want to believe it. How could this happen to my little girl? We sought second opinions from bigger, better hospitals, but the diagnosis was always the same.
Transplant Is The Only Solution She Has NowSince that day, everything has gone downhill. My once-active, energetic child started to fade before my eyes. Walking became difficult for her as pain gripped her knees and legs. Every step became a struggle, and it wasn’t long before we had to rely on a wheelchair to take her to the hospital for her chemotherapy sessions. The doctors said it was necessary, but they also said it was just a temporary solution. My daughter needs a stem cell transplant if she’s ever going to have a chance at beating this disease. The cost of the treatment is staggering—35 lakhs. It’s a sum of money I could never gather on my own.
I Am A Single Mother Struggling To Pay For Her Treatment
I’ve been raising her on my own. I don’t have a job, and we’ve been surviving on the goodwill of our family. Both sides have done everything they can to support us, to help pay for her treatment, but after nearly a year of battling this illness, all our funds are exhausted. My brother sold what little assets he had, borrowed from everyone he could, and applied for every government scheme available, but it still hasn’t been enough.
She Lost Her Father And Now Might Lose Her Life
We never told her about her father’s death; she was too young to understand. Now, with her condition worsening, we’re terrified of her finding out. How can I explain to her that she lost her father and now might lose her life? She used to be such a lively, naughty child, always running around, never sitting still for a moment. But now, she lies in bed, too weak to move, too tired to play. It breaks my heart to see her like this.
She Wants To Be A Doctor Who Can Help The Needy
Nights are the hardest. I stay awake, watching over her, worrying about what the future holds. My little girl, who should be carefree and full of life, has matured far too quickly. She tries to hide her pain, to put on a brave face for me. She doesn’t want us to worry, even though I know she’s suffering. She’s always been ambitious, always talking about becoming a doctor since she was in Grade 1. She would pester us until we bought her a toy doctor set, and she would play with it for hours, saying she wanted to help people who couldn’t afford medical care. But now, that dream seems so far out of reach.
She Has Dreams Of A Bigger And Better Future
Despite everything, she hasn’t given up. She looks at me with those big, hopeful eyes and says, “Maa, don’t worry. I’ll get better soon, and one day, I’ll become a doctor.” I want to believe her. I want to believe that everything will be okay. But I know that her future depends on something beyond my control. It depends on you.
A Plea Of HelpWith your help, my daughter has a chance to live, to grow up, to fulfill her dream of becoming a doctor. I’m begging you, from one parent to another, from one human being to another—please, help us save her life. She’s too young to give up, and I’m not ready to lose her. Together, we can give her the future she deserves.
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