I always believe in God’s way. I tried hard for years to leave Gaza, but I didn’t succeed even after the recent war began. I tried many times, and each time I felt that God’s timing was different from mine, in the blessing of giving and taking.
In 2024, I was diagnosed with IBD in Gaza. I took treatment for one month, and then the symptoms disappeared for a year. Then, in October 2025, I left Gaza for Italy as a student. On the plane from Jordan, I experienced bleeding, and since then, until now, I’ve been going from hospital to hospital and doctor to doctor, until I finally found a hospital in Turin that specializes in the disease I have. The doctor treating me said: “We will take care of you now, but first we need to avoid cortisone medication, because it has many side effects and affects your memory and nervous system. Then we’ll soon start biological treatment, and many patients return to their normal lives.”

It was a great mercy from God that He got me out of Gaza at such a difficult time leaving Gaza is extremely hard, and biological treatment isn’t even available there, which means staying there would have meant endless suffering.

These past months have gone through ups and downs I’d lose weight, then recover again. I gave up a lot of food and the feeling of a normal life, but I never lost hope in God’s mercy.

Now that I’ve reached the beginning of recovery, I feel a huge sense of responsibility toward my friends who suffer from the same disease. Yesterday, I reached out to one of my friends and told him I had finally found an effective treatment but unfortunately, he isn’t able to receive it. My mission now is to help as many patients in Gaza as possible by sending them treatment. It’s a noble mission that we should all support. I will use all my connections to ease people’s suffering there, and we need to start as soon as possible.