Every morning begins the same way — a quiet moment of hope before the day’s battle begins. For one mother, that battle has a name: Fabian Kurcab.

“He’s my whole world,” she says softly. “The reason I get out of bed every day.”

Fabian is a bright, loving, and sensitive boy — gentle by nature, curious about the world, and full of small joys that light up even the darkest days. But behind his smile lies a story of pain, perseverance, and a mother’s unwavering love.

From the very moment of his birth, life has not been easy for Fabian. His arrival into the world was marked by struggle — a difficult delivery, followed almost immediately bylaryngeal constriction and apnea. As doctors fought to stabilize him, pneumonia set in. The infection spread through his tiny body, inflaming his bronchi and trachea, and setting off a chain of health problems that would follow him throughout his young life.

Over the years, Fabian has endured more medical procedures than most adults will face in a lifetime. His tonsils have been removed, and he has undergone multiple ear surgeriesin an effort to relieve chronic infections. Even now, pus continually drains from his ears, a painful reminder that his fight is far from over.

Doctors still don’t fully understand the cause of his condition. He relies onspecial ear drains to function, and without them, even the smallest tasks — hearing, sleeping, playing — become unbearable.

Each day brings its own challenges. Fabian lives on a careful balance ofantibiotics and steroids, medications that keep infection at bay but also weaken his fragile immune system. His mother worries constantly — about the side effects, about what will happen when he grows older, about how much more his little body can endure.

As if that weren’t enough, Fabian has been diagnosed with a series of chronic conditions: hypothyroidism, bronchial asthma, and chronic serous otitis media. And then came another diagnosis — one that changed everything.

Childhood autism.

It was a word that broke her heart and gave her purpose all at once. She knew that from that day on, her son’s path would be harder — but she also knew that she would walk every step beside him.

Despite everything, Fabian is full of life. He loves small, comforting routines: stacking toys, listening to gentle music, watching the light play through the window. He finds joy in repetition, calm in the familiar. Every smile, every laugh, every new word he learns is a victory.

But these victories come at a price. The constant medical care, the specialized therapies, and the costs of attending preschool stretch the family beyond their means. Fabian’s mother does it all — she’s nurse, teacher, advocate, and comforter. She navigates hospitals, therapy centers, pharmacies, and still tries to create a home filled with love and normalcy.

“It’s hard for me to understand why fate has saddled my child with so many health problems,” she says, her voice breaking. “But I know I can’t give up. He depends on me.”

And so, she keeps fighting.

She fights through sleepless nights when Fabian’s breathing becomes labored.
She fights through days when his infections flare and his tiny frame grows weak.
She fights through the moments of loneliness, when the weight of it all feels too heavy to bear.

Because love — especially a mother’s love — doesn’t quit.

Fabian’s doctors have told her that continued rehabilitation and therapy could help him live a more comfortable, independent life. With the right support, his development could improve, his communication could strengthen, his body could grow stronger. But these opportunities require funding — steady, reliable support that she cannot manage alone.

That’s why she speaks now, humbly but bravely, to ask for help.

“I’m so grateful for all your support so far,” she says. “But the fight for my son’s health is ongoing. We still need your help. Fabian is often ill, and his medications are very expensive. He also needs rehabilitation and special therapies. I believe that with continued care, he can have a brighter future.”

Her words carry the quiet strength of every parent who’s ever fought for a sick child — a strength built from love, pain, and hope.

Every donation, every kind word, every act of support matters. It means more medicine. More therapy sessions. More chances for Fabian to learn, to heal, to live the life he deserves.

In a world that can sometimes feel indifferent, her plea is simple and profound:
“I will be grateful for every penny.”

For Fabian, every penny truly counts — every small act of compassion helps write the next chapter in his story: one of healing, resilience, and love that refuses to give up.

💛 To those reading this: please keep Fabian and his mother in your thoughts.
May your kindness help them find strength on this difficult road.