My head was spinning, trying to process what the doctor was telling me.
Boston. He wants me to go to Boston. He wants me to go to Boston for Surgery. Surgery because my pancreatic cancer is not responding well to treatment.
It began to sink in.
And it was followed by fear. Intense fear.
I never heard anything so unfeasible in my life!
Let me explain:
I am Chana Levi. I am 47, and live in the Sanhedria neighborhood of Jerusalem, with my family of 12 children bl”h.
As a young couple bringing children into the world, life was lively. My husband Eliezer z”l was a melamed in a local cheder, and we enjoyed watching our children grow.
In 2017, my beloved Eliezer z”l, passed away from a heart attack.
He was the leader of our large family and I miss him dearly.
The challenges of widowhood are many.
Raising children by myself.
Running a home by myself.
Making it financially by myself.
Needless to say, I needed a lot of help from my community.
But b”H, we managed. We made it through Coronavirus. I married off my four oldest children, and the babies grew into children.
But when my stomach pain turned out to be stomach cancer, my family started to fall apart.
Surgery, bi-monthly chemo, and finally - a clean report from the doctor.
But my pain returned, this time in the form of pancreatic cancer.
Surgery again, bimontly chemo again.
This brings us to the shock I experienced when the doctors informed me that my only chance is in Boston.
They are recommending that I fly to Boston to receive another surgery and more treatments. They are confident it will save my life.
Now, I am scared stiff.
Will I succeed in raising enough money to go to Boston?! I desperately need this surgery!
Will my life be cut short, G-d forbid, leaving my dear children orphaned of both parents?!
I beg every Jew to have mercy on me and my orphans!
Help save my life!
