From 3 Houses Destroyed to a Tent - Now My Heart is Giving Up

*My Heart is Tired... A 33-Year-Old Young Man from Gaza Needs Open-Heart Surgery to Replace a Valve - Save My Life*

> I am a young man from Gaza, 33 years old.

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> My story with my heart began when I was just a small child, only 3 years old... I had open-heart surgery to close a hole in my heart, and then a second surgery for cardiac catheterization and a stent.

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> Since then, I have been living with half a heart... I cannot work, I cannot run, I cannot live like other young men. Every beat of my heart is pain.

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> My house was demolished 3 times before this war, and every time I rebuilt it from scratch with the help of kind people, without despair... I used to say, tomorrow will be better.

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> But then this last war on Gaza came and destroyed everything. Now I live in a tent... a tent in the cold and the heat, not even suitable for animals.

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> I am now married and have responsibilities, but I cannot provide for my family. How can I provide for them when I cannot work? My breathing is heavy, and my heart cannot handle any effort.

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> I went to the doctor, and he said the words that broke me: *"You need a third open-heart surgery to replace a heart valve, and if you don't have it, your life is in danger."*

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> I have all the medical reports to prove it.

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> But the situation in Gaza does not allow it... There are no capabilities, there are no hospitals equipped for such a major open-heart surgery because of the war and the siege. I need to travel abroad for treatment.

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> I am not asking for money, I am asking for *LIFE*. I am asking for a new heartbeat.

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> The cost of the surgery, travel, and treatment is very high, and I don't even have the price of a loaf of bread.

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> Please, from your hearts, help me... Every donation from you, even if it is just one dollar, is a new pulse of hope for my heart. It is a chance for me to live and support my wife and family.

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> Help me get the surgery and live again.

*Please help me by sharing my story...*