
I am Sonia. My 4-year-old son, Tathastu, should be ideally playing and running around to enjoy his childhood. 2 months ago, cancer stole my son's childhood. Now he is in the hospital undergoing aggressive rounds of chemotherapy. Every morning he cries to go back home. He is very weak right now and I cannot take him to anywhere. We are struggling to arrange funds for his treatment. Without the money, I'll lose my son. Instead of going to school, he is making trips to the hospitalIn July 2017, my Tattu, suffered from high fever. We were casual and ignorant about it and blamed the monsoon for all of this. The local doctor prescribed antibiotics, however, the frequency of the fever did not die down.We focused more on sending him to school and finally got him admitted to the school on 1st of August. But on 12th August, he complained of itching and red spots on his face. Irrespective of these unusual symptoms, we had sent him to school. Around 1, when I went to bring him back from the sch
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