This Tuesday, January 12, I’m iy”H undergoing my first surgery, 1 out of 3, in order to heal the disease. I have to pay the doctors $50,000 up-front.
Please help me raise the sum. MY LIFE IS AT STAKE!!!
These are the words of Mr. Yerechmiel Sperber, stating his devastating story:
A broken child from a broken home
Growing up as a child, was a terrifying nightmare, only that it didn’t last for one night or many nights. It lasted my entire childhood. Being trapped as a ‘monkey in the middle’ between two conflicting sides in a fierce fight is never ideal, but when the two sides are your own parents it’s a whole different story. A very sad story.
Ever since I remember, I was passed around and around between neighbors, friends, paternal family and maternal family. I tried my very best to walk between the drops and be on the good side of both my parents. These drops I walked between where drops of blood and tears and they really stained and left an everlasting impact on my young soul.
Locked up for no reason
One day, I was standing up to my rights, demanding that I get to visit my parents. The arrogant social worker who found my rhetoric disrespectful took it to the next level, and he had me locked up in a special institution guarded 24/7 until he felt I was ready and mentally fit to get out (meaning, I would show him utmost respect and always follow his brilliant advice). I can go on and on with hair-raising stories of what I went thru, but will not bore you with them since they are irrelevant for now.
The happiness of getting married – the sadness of infertility
As you can imagine, getting married should’ve been the most exciting milestone in my life, and so it was, but one that didn’t last for too long. Too soon did we realize that having children of our own would be an agonizing and tormenting journey.
We were very determined and did not take ‘no’ for an answer. Countless treatments, limitless payments and boundless segulos and tefilos, until our prayers were answered and we were blessed with children. Boruch Hashem that they bring us lots of Yiddish Nachas.
Last but not least, a dreadful disease in the gums
If we dreamed of finally enjoying a life of peace and tranquility, reality struck us pretty hard, and I suddenly found myself going from doctor to specialist in search for a remedy that’ll heal a dire and dreadful disease that developed in my gums.
The disease is extremely rare and brings along excruciating pain. The pain in its own is efficient enough to destroy my life, but the disease in its own tends to spread and is aught to end my life rachmana litzlon. Fortunately, it’s curable be’ezras Hashem, but it’ll costs a fortune!!! A fortune that’s way beyond my ability.
Dear brothers and sisters, all I’m asking for is LIFE! I want to continue living and raising my children for many more years to come. Please open your hearts and help me pay the sky-rocketing medical bills, so that I can once again be the healthy husband and father every human deserves to be.
Hashem will surely repay you with an abundance of health, wealth and prosperity, and grant you many long and healthy years with loads of true Yiddish Nachas.
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