My Baby Should Be in My Arms - Not in Intensive Care
💔 My Baby Should Be in My Arms, Not Fighting for His Life
My name is Rivka Riki, and I am writing this with a mother’s broken heart.
My baby, Eli, is only 6 months old.
At an age when he should be home with me, safe in my arms, smiling, eating, growing, and beginning his sweet little life, my precious baby is in intensive care, in isolation, fighting a dangerous tumor in his stomach and abdominal cavity.
I look at him and I cannot understand how such a tiny baby is already suffering so much.
Instead of holding him close and calming him, I stand beside hospital walls and beg that my baby should survive.
Every single day, I go to the hospital to be near Eli.
Every single day, I leave my home with a heart that is already shattered.
Because at home, two little daughters are waiting for their mother too.
I feel torn apart between the baby who is fighting for his life and the children who still need me at home.
The doctors told us that Eli urgently needs advanced treatment, possibly in Paris or Texas, with Dr. Tommy.
This treatment may be his chance.
But before anything can begin, we need the money.
The cost of treatment alone is more than $100,000.
And that is before flights, lodging, and all the many medical expenses that come with trying to save a baby’s life.
We are already late.
That is what frightens me so deeply.
Every week that passes can make Eli’s condition worse.
Every week is more dangerous.
We are living with the fear that if we do not act now, it may become too late.
I am not writing these words lightly.
I am begging you.
Please do not keep scrolling.
Please do not say someone else will help.
Please do not leave my baby alone in this fight.
Please help me give Eli the chance he still has.
Please help me reach the treatment that could save his life.
Please help me hold my baby again, not as a mother terrified of losing him, but as a mother who was given the gift of one more chance.
Every donation matters.
Every dollar matters.
Every share matters.
And for my baby, it can mean everything.
Please, from the depths of a mother’s heart, help me save my baby Eli.
