“When the Light Began to Fade: Bilol’s Battle Against Leukemia”.2281
“Please Save My Son” – Bilol’s Fight for Life
Death has come for my 12-year-old son, and I have run out of money to stop it.
My wife and I have sold everything we owned.
We have nothing left.
But the cancer attacking our boy is merciless.
His bone marrow is so deeply infected that every day could be his last.
Acute lymphoblastic leukemia is killing him from the inside.
As a father, I am begging you for help.
The cancer cells are everywhere now — even in his brain.
This disease causes unimaginable pain, fevers, blindness, and paralysis.
There is nothing worse than watching your own child die.
Die in agony so fierce that you wouldn’t wish it upon your worst enemy.
When Our World Collapsed
Our family’s world collapsed in August 2021.
Back then, Bilol began to lose his appetite.
He felt nauseous, weak.
We didn’t think it was something serious at first — maybe a virus, maybe a growth spurt.
But then came the vomiting, the bruises that bloomed like dark flowers across his small body.
We went to the hospital, frightened but still hoping it was nothing.
The doctor sent us to a hematologist.
We had no idea that day would change our lives forever.
Test after test was done.
We waited for the results as if time had stopped.
Finally the call came.
The marrow was 93% full of cancer cells.
Our little boy had leukemia.
The shock hit us like a train.
But time was slipping away, and we had no choice but to focus entirely on saving our son.
Every minute, leukemia was stealing another piece of him.
The First Battle
The treatment began immediately: chemotherapy, powerful drugs, injections.
For eight months, Bilol lived mostly in the hospital.
We watched his hair fall out, his small body thin to nothing, his smile disappear.
But he fought.
Even on his weakest days, he whispered, “I want to go home.”
Eventually, he was discharged.
We continued maintenance therapy at home — oral chemo tablets, weekly visits, blood tests.
Every night, we prayed.
We prayed that the disease would never come back.
We clung to the hope that the worst was behind us.
But it was only the beginning.
The Relapse
In March 2023, Bilol fell ill again.
We rushed back to the hematology ward.
The news was devastating: the leukemia had returned.
We were back in the same nightmare — but worse.
More chemotherapy.
Radiation.
Endless days of pain and fear.
More than a year passed like this.
We prayed constantly for the nightmare to end.
But our savings were gone.
We sold our house.
We sold every valuable thing we owned.
We borrowed until we could borrow no more.
We still told Bilol he would get better.
We smiled for him, even when our hearts were breaking.
June 2024: The Breaking Point
Then, in June 2024, our nightmare deepened.
Bilol lost his sight.
He lost the ability to walk.
The doctor looked us in the eye and told us the truth we had been dreading:
Our son was facing a very painful death.
Unless…
Unless we found help abroad.
A Last Chance
A clinic in Turkey agreed to take Bilol.
They offered to perform a bone marrow transplant — the last chance to save our son.
But each day of delay could bring death.
And as I’ve said, we have nothing left.
We are clinging to hope with bleeding hands.
We are living on borrowed time in a foreign country, praying the money will come before it’s too late.
The doctors have warned us: the leukemia is in its worst stage. It has spread to his brain.
Our boy suffers so terribly.
We can do nothing to stop his pain.
We have been admitted to the clinic only conditionally.
If the specialists are to begin the treatment, we must pay the enormous bill within days.
Please.
Please save my boy.
He is only twelve years old.
He cannot die.
A Father’s Plea
There is no greater pain than holding your child’s hand and feeling it grow weaker.
There is no greater helplessness than listening to your child cry from pain you cannot ease.
We have given everything.
We have nothing left to sell, nothing left to borrow.
All we have now are our words — and the kindness of strangers.
Bilol still dreams of life.
He dreams of playing football with his friends.
He dreams of going back to school, of seeing his sisters again, of simply walking without pain.
We dream of hearing his laughter echo in our home again.
We dream of mornings not filled with hospital walls, but sunlight on his face.
That dream now depends on you.
You Are Our Last Hope
We have come so far.
We have endured so much.
We are so close to the finish line — but we cannot cross it alone.
Every donation, every prayer, every word of support is a step closer to life for Bilol.
Please, do not be indifferent.
Please help us save him.
He is just a child.
He deserves to live.
Bilol Akhmadjonov’s story is one of unimaginable suffering and unimaginable courage.
It is the story of a little boy who refuses to give up.
It is the story of a father and a mother who will move heaven and earth to save their son.
And now, it can be the story of a miracle.
“Ralph’s Brave Fight: Battling Brain Tumours at Two”.2075
Ralph is just two years old, but his young life has already been shaped by a challenge that few adults could imagine facing. Since February 2025, Ralph has been undergoing chemotherapy for brain tumours known as Optic Pathway Gliomas. These tumours are particularly complex because they grow along the pathway connecting the eyes to the brain, putting Ralph’s vision at serious risk. His treatment is not only aimed at controlling the tumours but also, critically, at preserving what remains of his vision. Ralph’s left eye is already considered to have “poor” vision, and without the chemotherapy, he could have lost his sight entirely.
The path of treatment for Ralph has been long and demanding, requiring immense resilience from both him and his family. Every three months, Ralph undergoes a general anaesthetic to allow for MRI scans of his brain and spine. These scans are crucial in monitoring the tumours, but they are also stressful for such a young child and his parents. Alongside these imaging procedures, Ralph has regular hearing and sight tests and extensive liver checks to ensure that his body is coping with the intensity of chemotherapy. Each visit to the hospital involves a combination of medical precision, emotional support, and careful planning to minimize discomfort for Ralph, but no amount of preparation can entirely remove the stress that comes with repeated procedures.
In addition to these regular checks, Ralph has had numerous blood and platelet transfusions to help him maintain his strength during treatment. He has also undergone surgery to insert a portacath, a device that allows for easier delivery of chemotherapy drugs and reduces the need for repeated needle sticks. These interventions, while lifesaving, add to the physical and emotional weight of Ralph’s journey. For a toddler, spending hours in hospitals, undergoing painful procedures, and recovering from surgery is bewildering and sometimes frightening, yet Ralph has faced these challenges with a quiet bravery that leaves those around him in awe.
Chemotherapy for brain tumours like Ralph’s is long and challenging, often stretching over months or even years. The treatment can be exhausting and takes a toll on the body, leaving children fatigued, sometimes nauseous, and vulnerable to infections. Ralph’s tumours have not yet shown signs of shrinking, which makes every scan a moment of tension and hope for the family. Each MRI result brings a mix of relief, concern, and cautious optimism. Through it all, Ralph’s family remains steadfast, committed to supporting him every step of the way, celebrating small victories, and holding on to hope for a positive outcome.
Ralph’s mother describes the daily challenges with both honesty and resilience. She is constantly attentive, coordinating appointments, supporting him through procedures, and providing comfort during the long waits in hospital corridors. “It’s hard to see him go through this at such a young age,” she says, “but we do everything we can to help him feel safe, loved, and supported. We celebrate each day and each moment of strength he shows.” The family has adapted their lives around Ralph’s treatment, learning to manage the practical demands of hospital visits while nurturing a sense of normalcy at home.
Despite the challenges, Ralph remains a vibrant and determined little boy. His personality shines through, whether he is playing quietly with toys between treatments, smiling at his parents, or responding to the gentle encouragement of nurses and doctors. For such a young child, the combination of courage, adaptability, and resilience he demonstrates is extraordinary. Each day, Ralph teaches his family the meaning of perseverance and the power of hope, showing that even in the face of uncertainty, life and joy can coexist with illness.
The story of Ralph highlights not only the complexity of treating childhood brain tumours but also the importance of family, community, and support systems in helping children navigate such difficult journeys. Organizations, medical teams, and extended family members all play a role in providing emotional, practical, and financial support, ensuring that families like Ralph’s can focus on his care while maintaining hope and resilience.
Ralph’s journey is a reminder of the fragility and preciousness of childhood. While other children his age are exploring the world, learning to run, play, and interact with friends, Ralph faces hospital visits, medical procedures, and ongoing treatment. Yet, his courage, combined with the unwavering support of his family, allows him to meet each day with determination and strength. Every scan, every transfusion, and every treatment session becomes a milestone of endurance and hope.
We are honoured to share Ralph’s story as part of the Go Gold campaign for Childhood Cancer Awareness Month. His journey exemplifies the resilience of children facing life-threatening illness and the unwavering commitment of families who support them. It is also a powerful reminder of the importance of continued research, awareness, and resources to help children like Ralph receive the best care possible.
Through every scan, every infusion, and every challenging day, Ralph demonstrates that courage does not depend on age. His story is a testament to the power of hope, love, and determination in helping children survive and thrive despite immense medical challenges. With ongoing treatment, expert care, and the support of his family, Ralph continues to fight, inspiring everyone who follows his journey. 💛
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