Baby Rohan

The most heartbreaking part is when I have to leave my village behind and travel hundreds of kilometres for my son’s cure. But the worst part is seeing my little one go through unbearable torture every day. His loud cries don't let me sleep. And I, his unfortunate father, spend hours in the hospital’s corridor waiting for the day when I can finally take my Rohan home.

My 5 months-old Rohan is battling for life inside the four walls of AIIMS Hospital, Delhi. His loud cries echo inside the room continuously, keeping us awake with fear. A lethal and cancerous tumour is growing inside my Rohan’s eye. And if not treated in time, cancer will blind him forever and eventually will take his life as well.

It started a few months back when I started noticing a swelling in Rohan’s Left eye. Even after taking him to the local doctors, the swelling didn’t reduce. Rohan also became more cranky. he won’t let anyone touch his face. His pain grew with time and to an extent where it became unbearable for him. That is when I thought of taking him to a city doctor, as there are fewer means of medical care in our small village.

After travelling hundreds of kilometres and undergoing various tests, the experts told us that my son was suffering from cancer. A dangerous tumour was growing inside his eye, keeping his life at risk.

I was shocked. “Will I lose my child? Why would god be so unkind to let my son suffer through such a life-threatening disease? What wrong has he done to deserve this?”, these were the thoughts running through my mind. I was so scared. My son is too young even to understand the consequences of his illness.

I sold whatever I had and even borrowed money from relatives to bring my son to Delhi for his treatment. The doctors told me that Rohan would need to undergo Chemotherapy cycles with supportive care, to fully recover. I didn’t understand any of this. I just begged the doctors to cure my Son’s cancer. But little did I know that this entire treatment would cost me lakhs.

We live in a small village in Uttar Pradesh. Our entire house is smaller than this hospital’s room. I am the only breadwinner for the family, and I work as a labourer. I hardly earn Rs 200/day. There are also days when we sleep on empty stomachs. Arranging lakhs for Rohan’s treatment is like an unimaginable dream for us. You are our only hope now. Please save my son. Donate and share my son’s story with all the kind-hearted people you know.

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