This is the story that tells you what happened with my son in details.
I ask the people of conscience to read the story of my son Ismail
My eldest son, Ismail, was injured in 14/04/2013 in a traffic accident, a stray young man driving a motorcycle illegally hit him directly so he threw him away from the scene in many meters with all the shock and astonishment, we immediately took him to the hospital where he seemed at first sight to be dead. We got to the hospital and my son Isma'il was covered with blood, as if a cover of red was thrown on his whole body. Doctors immediately asked for emergency room operations and the recovery process began in moments. I sincerely needed to be refreshed after this tragic shock, I was not in my natural state as if I were shocked. After hours of waiting, the doctor came out with signs of fatigue, exhaustion and disappointment that many people did not understand, I understood that it was bad and I rushed to start talking to the doctor to get him out of the frequency situation that I had been able to understand. The doctor told me that Ismail had been seriously injured and that the accident had caused a deep fracture of the skull and marked damage to the brain and some necessary tissue. He also told me that what caused him the accident will cause him in the future delayed achievement and weak memory and slow in understanding and perception. He told me, tears began to flow from his eyes, that he wished to get out of the operating room using his feet and so would be very lucky. Two months after this incident, which destroyed all the happiness that was owned by our family, Ismail emerged from the recovery room better than before. The problem started from this moment. I am the father of a family of seven members and my mother and father live with me in the same house and I help them. In addition to this great responsibility now I have a greater responsibility that is to deal with my son's sudden situation and I have to bear the burden of expensive treatment expenses and re-integration into society. I used to be a hairdresser in the past when conditions were better in the past but now, I have no work because of the poor economic situation that people here suffer in Palestine in Gaza Strip. My son Ismail needs a daily treatment with high quality specifications that are rare and very scarce in Gaza -Currently Ismail needs daily treatment to activate damaged brain cells and he also needs a facelift in the head-. My story arrived here as you read it today because of the pain that a friend saw in my eyes and I complain about the suffering I live in every moment. He advised me to publish my story in every way possible so that I could provide as much as possible to treat my son. My friend has helped me write my story because he is fluent in English and he has written what I have narrated to him and this is my story in front of you now. I will attach all the official reports and explanatory photographs that explain and confirm the suffering of my poor son.
I am addressing your conscience, not your names.