Hania's Unbelievable Struggle: A Journey of Hope, Courage, and Urgent Need
Hania’s story is one that defies belief. It’s a story of an innocent child facing unimaginable challenges, yet showing the strength and courage to keep fighting. At just 1.5 years old, Hania has already endured more than many people will in a lifetime. Her journey is one of heartbreak, but also one of hope. Today, we are telling her story because we urgently need your help.
While still pregnant, we learned that our precious daughter would be born with a serious heart defect—Hypoplastic Left Heart Syndrome (HLHS). It was a diagnosis that shattered our world. Two weeks after birth, she underwent her first life-saving cardiac surgery. We were filled with fear, but we told ourselves that we would get through it, that the worst was behind us.
But life had other plans.
Five months later, we returned to the hospital, worried about fever, vomiting, and diarrhea. We thought it might be a simple illness, but the test results came back with devastating news: our little girl had leukemia.
Our world collapsed again. Treatment was immediate and intense—heavy chemotherapy followed by a bone marrow transplant. We watched our daughter, frail and fighting, enduring the harshest treatments a body so small could bear. And just when we thought we couldn’t endure any more, the worst happened.
In July 2025, we were admitted to the hospital again, this time with alarming symptoms—weakness, diarrhea, and fever. Tests revealed a bacterial infection causing severe intestinal inflammation. Despite antibiotics, Hania’s condition continued to deteriorate. And then, on July 22nd, we faced the unthinkable: Hania’s heart stopped.
Resuscitation efforts lasted for 20 long minutes, and thankfully, she was revived. But the damage was done. The lack of oxygen during her cardiac arrest led to hypoxia, and we are now grappling with its devastating consequences.
The hypoxia caused Hania’s development to regress. The milestones she had reached with such effort—smiling, sitting, following with her eyes, and picking up objects—vanished. Today, Hania struggles with quadriplegia and epilepsy. The little girl we knew, the one full of life and joy, is now trapped in a body that no longer obeys her commands.
To make matters worse, a second heart surgery looms in the future.
Yet despite these unimaginable setbacks, we see a glimmer of hope. Hania is still so young, and the neuroplasticity of her brain remains high. This gives us hope that with the right support, therapy, and rehabilitation, she can regain some of the abilities she has lost. But time is of the essence, and the cost of the necessary daily physiotherapy, rehabilitation sessions, and specialized equipment is overwhelming.
The medical bills, the cost of intensive treatments, and the need for continuous physiotherapy are beyond our financial means. We are doing everything we can to keep up with these costs, but without external help, we fear that Hania’s progress will slow or even come to a halt.
Hania is a wonderful girl, with a spirit that refuses to give up. Every day, she shows us just how strong she is as she fights through each session of rehabilitation, pushing herself to do what once seemed impossible. But without the right resources, we cannot provide her with the care she so desperately needs.
We are reaching out to you now, with a plea for help. Every donation will go directly towards funding Hania’s rehabilitation, treatments, and the specialized equipment she needs to have a fighting chance at regaining some of her lost abilities.
Please, help us give Hania the chance she deserves. Your support will not only ease her suffering but will also provide her with the opportunity to live a life filled with hope, possibilities, and love. We can’t do this alone—your generosity can make all the difference.
Thank you for taking the time to read our daughter’s story. We are deeply grateful for any help you can provide. Together, we can give Hania a brighter future.
Prayers for Carter: Another Step in a Long Fight
For weeks now, Carter’s life has been measured in numbers, procedures, and milestones — each one carrying the weight of hope and fear for his family. He has fought battles most adults would struggle to endure, yet he continues to meet each challenge with courage and strength that inspire everyone around him. Today, that fight brings him back to surgery.
Carter is scheduled to have his femoral line removed and a new central venous catheter (CVC) placed in his chest to support ongoing dialysis. This change is necessary to give him a more stable and long-term option as his journey continues. Alongside that, doctors will perform a dye study on his port to see if it’s defective — another step in uncovering answers and ensuring that every piece of his care is working as it should.
It comes at a time when Carter is already weary. He just finished another dialysis session, which left his small body drained of energy. Dialysis has been both his lifeline and his greatest challenge — the treatment that keeps his body functioning but also exhausts him physically and emotionally. To go from a long dialysis session straight into preparing for surgery is daunting, but Carter’s spirit has never wavered before, and his family knows he will face this with the same bravery he has shown through every obstacle.
For his parents, these moments are some of the hardest. Watching a child go into surgery never becomes easier, no matter how many times they’ve been through it. Each time, it feels like holding their breath until the doors of the operating room open again. They know the risks. They know the challenges. And yet, they also know the importance of trust — in the medical team, in Carter’s resilience, and in the prayers that have carried them this far.
Prayer has been the anchor for Carter’s family. In moments of fear, it has been their strength. In moments of uncertainty, it has been their comfort. They have seen what prayer can do — how it has lifted Carter through procedures, brought him through setbacks, and carried them through nights they thought they couldn’t endure. Now, once again, they ask for those prayers. Prayers for the surgeons’ hands to be steady. Prayers for his body to handle the transition smoothly. Prayers for answers about his port and for healing to continue in the days ahead.
Carter’s story has already touched so many. Friends, family, and even strangers have followed his journey, sending love, encouragement, and faith from near and far. His family has seen firsthand how powerful community can be — how people who have never met him can still hold him in their hearts. That support has been a lifeline almost as important as the medical care itself. It has given them strength to keep going, even in the darkest hours.
This surgery is not the end of Carter’s journey, but another step along the way. It is a reminder of how fragile life can feel and how much every victory — no matter how small — deserves to be celebrated. For Carter, every successful procedure, every skipped dialysis session, every moment he can smile despite the pain is a triumph worth honoring.
His family continues to hold on to hope. They know there are still long days ahead, more challenges to face, and more procedures to come. But they also know that Carter is stronger than any diagnosis, and that with love, prayer, and perseverance, he will continue moving forward.
Tonight, as Carter prepares for surgery, his family’s hearts are full — of fear, yes, but also of faith. They believe in the power of prayer, and they believe in the boy who has already proven that miracles are possible.
Please, keep Carter in your thoughts and prayers. Pray for a safe surgery, for healing, and for strength as he continues this fight. His journey has been long and hard, but with every prayer, every word of encouragement, and every act of love, Carter is reminded that he does not fight alone.
Because even in the midst of exhaustion, fear, and uncertainty, Carter continues to show the world what it means to be brave. And today, as he faces yet another surgery, that courage shines brighter than ever.
