Four years ago, Intisar's ordeal began with a high fever, dizziness, and a lump in her breast. After a series of tests, the diagnosis was clear: breast cancer. She underwent a mastectomy and received a few radiation sessions. But just before the New Year, the cancer returned—stronger, more painful, more relentless. Now, she urgently needs four chemotherapy doses to assess how her body responds. If there's a glimmer of progress, long-term treatment will follow. But the cost of even the initial doses is far beyond her reach. Displaced and widowed, Intisar stands alone against this disease. Exhausted and emotionally worn, what terrifies her most isn’t the pain—it’s the thought of leaving her children behind, still so young, still needing their mother. She asks for nothing extravagant—just a chance to hold on a little longer, to fight for the time she still has with them.