Every day, I see the fear in my children’s eyes. The unsaid words.
“Will Mommy be there for my next birthday?”
“Will she see me at my siddur play?”
Hi, I’m Naomi Friedman. I am a mother to 4 lively boys and my baby Sara’le. I’m also a patient. A seriously sick patient in advanced stages of a rare form of cancer. The tumor has not responded to the chemo, it continues to grow and endanger my life.
I have run out of treatment options in Israel. There is a doctor in Cleveland whose specialized treatment could save my life. Without it… without it I don’t know what will be.
Please, help us. The expenses are huge. We need to fly there, get a place to stay, and afford the procedures, which are not cheap. But the alternative costs so much more: It costs my children their Mommy. They are little. They need me.
My dear Jewish brothers and sisters, I am begging you: Please help in any way that you can
Tizku lmitzvos,
Naomi
