Majd abu shamala

** - We are dying slowly - ** Some people think the war is over. But sometimes I feel like the world needs to see another river of blood from our children before it remembers that we are still living under death every day. I’ve been in the hospital for six days now. My bill has grown to 1,850 shekels ($609), and I’m supposed to leave in two days. I’m still exhausted and still need tests, medicines and follow-up care. I just need to get through this without stopping my treatment. I need to go back for a follow-up every three days. Please, simply sharing our story saves us. You are our only voice. Please, do not kill us with your silence. PayPal: https://paypal.me/majdshamala

I left my girls behind, crying, while I was taken to the hospital. I’ve been here for five days now. My back pain became unbearable and went into my thigh until I could barely stand. The doctors found severe worsening of my old back problem with nerve compression. They did tests, scans, medicines and an urgent exploratory surgery because there was no MRI. After the surgery, they continued treating the affected nerves and vertebrae. I’m still in pain. Still exhausted. Still away from my children. I owe the hospital 1,500 shekels ($500), and I still need follow-up tests, medicines and treatment. Alhamdulillah, a sister who knows us sent $390 through PayPal for Majd’s treatment this week, and we paid the hospital today. At least his treatment can continue. Now I’m asking for help with mine. I hate asking again. But I really need it. Please help me, or just share this. I just want to go back to my girls. PayPal: https://paypal.me/majdshamala

** $0 ** ⚠️⚠️ That’s all we have in PayPal right now. I’m still in the hospital. I’m slowly getting better, alhamdulillah, and there has been some improvement… but I’m still in pain, still exhausted, and honestly I don’t have much strength left. The hospital gave us until tomorrow for Majd ❤️ We need $390 for his next week of treatment and physiotherapy. His leg finally started moving again. Please… I’m so scared that all this will stop because we have no money. Please help him , please send anything through PayPal now. It reaches us immediately and I can pay the hospital. I’m sorry I keep coming back asking for help. I really am. I just don’t know what else to do. Please help Majd tonight. PayPal: https://paypal.me/majdshamala If you can’t donate, please just share us.

I could not reach you until today. I have been in the hospital for four days. My back pain came back badly about 10 days ago, but I kept pushing myself, running around for Majd and the girls. Four days ago, I went to the market to buy vegetables for my girls. I never made it home. The pain became unbearable, went down into my thigh, and I could barely stand. People took me to Al-Maamadani Hospital. The doctors examined me, ran tests and scans, monitored my condition and nerves, and treated the pain. They found a severe worsening of my back problem with nerve compression. There was no MRI, so they had to do an emergency exploratory surgery. I am still here. My back and thigh still hurt terribly. I am completely exhausted. My head feels like it will explode. Some of the money you donated was still with us. We used it for the hospital, surgery, tests and medicines. I now owe the hospital 1,500 shekels ($494), and we have to pay it immediately. We have nothing extra left. My girls are crying. Our neighbor checks on them every few hours because I cannot be there. And Majd needs $390 tomorrow Saturday for another week of hospital treatment and physiotherapy. His leg is finally moving again. I am asking you from this hospital bed: please help us. I am exhausted. I am in pain. I cannot carry all of this alone anymore. Please, if you can donate, help us now. If you cannot, please share us. Please don't leave us alone. PayPal: https://paypal.me/majdshamala

I wonder how much blood it takes for people to remember us. ⚠️ :( We are still here. Still hurting. Still being forgotten. My back still hurts every day. I hide it from Majd and the children, and I keep going quietly. Yesterday I spent the whole day doing tests and check-ups for it. I’m asking you, please… one more donation from you. Just one. Help me stay standing, feed my children, and keep paying for our treatment. Remember us: no work. No income. No home. No homeland. We had all of these once. And the crows took them all. Please remember us. ❤️

I just want one normal week. But even that feels impossible. We are still missing $190 of the $390 needed for Majd’s hospital treatment and physiotherapy this week. His leg is finally moving again, and I’m terrified we may lose this progress because we can’t afford to stop his treatment. The girls need new clothes. Their old ones are worn out. We need transportation, food, and all the little things that somehow become huge here. I don’t even know what to ask for first anymore. So please, share us. With your friends, your family, your groups. This is the only place I have left to reach people. A single share can bring someone new to us. Someone who might help us get through another day. Please don’t let us disappear. ❤️ PayPal: paypal.me/majdshamala

Alhamdulillah, we managed to pay this month’s rent. ❤️ For a moment, I could breathe without worrying where my children would sleep. But by Saturday, I need 1,200 shekels ($390) for another week of Majd’s hospital treatment and physiotherapy. He is finally showing small movements again. His doctors say he needs to continue, and I’m terrified of what happens if we have to stop. This treatment is a door to life and safety for my children. Honestly, I’m tired of coming here asking for help. It hurts to keep asking, and even more to feel that people see our story and scroll past. We are still here. Still holding on. Now even our ways of reaching people are slowly disappearing, and I have nowhere else to tell our story. Please, if you see us, don’t just pass by. Share us. For me and my children, sometimes one share is another breath. ❤️

Today is Saturday ⚠️ :( The hospital gave us one last day. Only $250 of $889 has reached us. By tomorrow, if we can’t pay the rest, Majd’s treatment stops. I may have to sleep in the storage room with him and my girls. Then Tuesday comes. I have to pay 1,500 shekels ($494) for the monthly rent, or we’ll have to leave the only place we finally found. We escaped the tents. We finally had four walls. Majd finally started moving again. And now I’m scared we’re going to lose everything again. I’m begging you… this is the only place left where I can make people hear our pain. Please, if you can’t do anything else, at least share us. Talk about our suffering. Let people know what we are living through, and about our ongoing holocaust. Please don’t let us disappear. PayPal: paypal.me/majdshamala Aya ❤️