How could a three month old baby look good without a mother?
I had promised him that I would take care of him, so I rushed to the doctor.
The doctor was stern. “Why did you wait so long before coming?” he asked me. “Where’s this baby’s mother? She didn’t notice that he’s pale and apathetic?”
I started to cry and almost collapsed. I couldn’t help but scream, “What’s wrong with my baby?”
The doctor refused to tell me anything. He just sent me running to the hospital.
After endless tests the doctors finally told me. He has advanced leukemia.
He had been fighting the disease for a while, but busy with work and taking care of a baby, I didn’t notice that anything was wrong.
We didn’t go home that day. Dov Ber was hospitalized and started receiving aggressive treatment. The doctors let me know exactly what they thought: If I had brought him in earlier, his chances of survival would have been higher.
I had promised my baby that I would take care of him. But I neglected him! I was sleeping on the job.
At least now, I’m determined to do everything and anything possible in order to keep my promise.
Everything and anything includes flying him out of the country so he can receive the best possible treatment. The Ukrainian hospitals aren’t fully functioning during wartime.
Doing everything and anything for my motherless son means paying for expensive treatments on my own, even though I have no idea where the money will come from.
Please. I’m a young widower with a tiny, sick orphan
I buried my wife…. I don’t want to bury my son…
Help me pay for treatments so I don’t lose the little I have left…