Since the time I got married to Asha, I wished to become a father. I longed to hear ‘baba’. My heart melted every time I saw kids with their fathers. And soon, my dream turned into a reality when my daughter, Mayuri was born. It was surreal.
I never knew that I could love someone more than my own life until I held my baby in my arms. Our family was so content with all the blessings that God had showered on us. But last year, everything fell apart.
Back in September, Mayuri complained of unbearable stomach aches. She’d just keep on crying and couldn’t even move.
When Asha checked, she noticed that the area around her stomach had hardened. We immediately took her to the hospital where she underwent sonography.
The doctor told us that there is a lump in her liver and suggested taking her to a bigger hospital.
We were terrified. I borrowed some money from my friends and took my daughter to another hospital where we were given another horrific news. Mayuri was diagnosed with Hepatoblastoma Pretext IV, a rare cancerous tumor in the liver.
Our life had turned upside down. We hadn’t imagined this in our worst dreams. There were numerous questions running inside our heads.
The doctors told us to start her chemotherapy without any delay. As a labor, I ran my family on my daily wages and had no savings. I took a few loans and started my daughter’s treatment.
In the span of the next few months, Mayuri underwent seven grueling cycles of chemotherapy. It was heartbreaking to see her in such a miserable state. She had turned extremely weak and would constantly be in pain.
But I am such an unfortunate father. I could no longer afford my daughter’s treatment. No one was ready to lend me money and my relatives had turned their backs on me so I had to bring her back home. That was the biggest mistake of my life.
Soon, her condition started worsening. She stopped eating and drinking anything, and got a high fever. It felt like we’ll lose her.
I begged and borrowed funds from people and again took her to the hospital where the doctors told us that her liver is completely damaged and she needs an urgent transplant.
Asha and I were told to get ourselves checked if we were a match to be a donor. “It is our baby, we can go to any length to save her,” Asha cried.
She was found fit for the transplant. However, everything changed when we were told that the surgery will cost AED 102,632.00.
It feels like the end of the world to me now. I will never be able to fund my daughter’s surgery.
I feel so helpless as I am no longer able to even run my household. Because of the lockdown, I am not getting any work. How will I get such a hefty sum?
On the other hand, Mayuri’s health is getting worse. There are nights when she wakes up crying.
Asha somehow consoles us and puts her back to sleep. Slowly, even she is losing hope. It breaks my heart to see my family suffer immensely and not being able to do anything.
I will never be able to forgive myself if something happens to my daughter. This is my last resort. Please help me. Please save my child.
The specifics of this case have been verified by the medical team at the concerned hospital. For any clarification on the treatment or associated costs, contact the campaign organizer or the medical team.
