We Lost One Daughter Without a Transplant... We’ll Do Anything to Save the Other!

My name is Venkanna, and the memory of the day my youngest daughter died is burned into my mind. She was just a baby, barely two years old. We were rushing to the hospital, her tiny body burning with fever, her breath getting fainter with every passing second. I held her tight the whole way, begging her to hold on. But she didn’t make it. She died in my arms. And now, I’m scared I’m going to lose another child. My older daughter is sick with the same condition. Her liver is failing, and if we can’t afford a transplant in time, she may not survive either.

Of my three children, my son was the first to fall sick. He had unexplained fevers, swelling in his stomach, and constant weakness. After countless visits to hospitals, we finally found the reason: a serious liver disease. The doctors said only a transplant could save him, but it was far beyond anything we could afford. 

My wife and I are daily wage earners. I lift sacks at a construction yard, while she sells small items like bangles and clips door-to-door. Somehow, we managed to raise ₹30 lakhs for his transplant; we even sold our house. My wife donated part of her liver to him. Some friends and neighbours gave us ₹100, ₹200, ₹300… whatever they could. It was a miracle, but we managed to save him.

We didn’t want to believe they could have the same disease. But we went ahead and the results shattered us: both our daughters had it. Our youngest passed away not long after. A sudden attack — vomiting, fever, breathlessness — and she was gone before help arrived. Our older daughter has somehow survived all these years. She is ten now, but she’s only studying in the 2nd standard. She doesn’t look her age. No matter how much she eats, she doesn’t grow. Her skin is pale, her energy low, her fingers frail. For seven years we’ve watched her struggle, hoping the worst wouldn’t come. But now it has.

Vomiting, diarrhea, fever, it isn’t stopping. We took her to the hospital, and they confirmed our worst fear. Her liver is failing, and she has reached the end-stage. She needs a transplant urgently, ideally within a month. I want to donate part of my liver to save her. But the cost… we can’t afford it. We have nothing left. My wife has never fully recovered from her surgery, so I work every single day, with no breaks, no rest. Together, we barely make ₹300–₹450 a day. It’s enough to survive, not to save a life.

I’ve seen what a transplant can do. It gave my son a second chance. I’ve also seen what not having it can do. It took my daughter’s life. Now, I stand at the edge again, watching my last child slip away. I’ve already given her everything I have: my love, my time, and my hope. I’m ready to give her my liver too. But without your support, we won’t be able to go through with the transplant. Please, I’m begging you. Help us save our little girl.