FOR THE FOURTH DAY IN A ROW, I AM STILL SITTING IN A DEVASTATED HOSPITAL. PLEASE DON'T WAIT UNTIL I BECOME ANOTHER TRAGIC STORY THAT YOU WILL READ TOMORROW.
I keep imagining the moment my family will someone ask of them, "Is Fadel still alive?!" I don't know how they will answer that day. No mother, father, or sibling should have to live with this grief and fear that hangs over every soul.
Every day I fight two battles at once: one against the pain of the shrapnel lodged in my body from the b0mbing of our house, and another to find a way to afford medication for my anemia and painkillers to ease my surgical pain and prevent further fainting spells. I am so tired of this suffering; I feel like I am breaking down more and more each day.
PIease don't ign0re me Look ple@se h@lp me by d0nating so I can urgentIy bůy my medication and painkiIIers. pIease I don't deserve all this neglect. I'm not asking for miracles, just a chance to live my life without pain or disability. your h@lp or d0nate or share' my story today. Your kindness can h@lp protect my future and remind us that we are not alone.










