My father gave his spine so I could stand tall. Now, I’m fighting to keep him alive.



My name is Alaa, and I am writing this from a small room in Egypt, sitting beside my father’s bed, listening to the labored breathing of a man who spent his entire life making sure I never had to suffer or try the wrong things the way he saw or tried in his life

First thing first, Over 30 years ago, a car accident left my father with shards of glass embedded near his spine. Because of the costs and the need to provide for us, he neglected his own pain. He chose to work through the agony of Ankylosing Spondylitis (an autoimmune disease that fuses the spine) just to ensure my siblings and I could get an education and "become something" in society.


He lived on cortisone injections for decades, a temporary fix that eventually caused his adrenal glands to fail and his body to wither. But he never complained. He walked with a curved, frozen back so that we could walk with our heads held high.

The Current Crisis:


Two weeks ago, our world collapsed. What started as chest pain turned out to be a heart attack (Angina). At the hospital, we discovered the devastating truth:

His heart is functioning at only 20%.
His sole remaining kidney is also at 20%.
He has a fractured hip and shattered bones in his right hand.
In Egypt, healthcare is a luxury we can no longer afford. We have spent every penny we have. We’ve been turned away from hospitals because we couldn't provide enough blood donors or pay the mounting "fees." Two days ago, we were sent home. The doctors told us they had done what they could, which felt like a polite way of saying, "Take him home to die."

Why I am Asking for Help:


I am watching my father fade away. He is in constant pain, unable to eat or drink properly, and we are struggling to provide even the most basic medical necessities:

A Medical Bed: To prevent bedsores and help him breathe>
Home Nursing: To manage his catheter and IV fluids, as his right hand is severely swollen and needs professional care.
Life-Saving Medication: Many of the heart and kidney meds he needs are not available in government hospitals and must be bought privately and they are too much expansive.
My monthly salary doesn't even cover five days of nursing care and what is better for him to stay hospital until he gets so well but sadly that's too much high hope. I am a son watching his father and the the best friend I have ever talk with comfortable break, and I am powerless to stop it and try to make things better for him.

How You Can Help:

I am not asking for a miracle surgery; I am asking for dignity. I am asking for the means to keep him comfortable, to manage his pain, and to give him a fighting chance to stabilize.

Every dollar, every pound, every share of this story is a breath of air for him. If you cannot donate, please pray for us or share this link.

He sacrificed his body so I could have a life. Now, I am doing everything in my power to save him.


Thank you for reading/watching the video until the end.
Thank you for helping me bring my father back from the edge—whether by donating, offering medical advice, or simply sharing this donation link/video.