For 28 years, El Fasher was my home. I'd watched families grow, children take their first steps, and friends fall ill. But on April 14th, everything changed forever. Artillery bombardment shattered our city, sending shrapnel flying towards the maternity hospital where I worked alongside my mother. We desperately rushed her to the hospital for treatment, amidst the chaos of war.
As the war raged on in El Fasher, our city was ravaged by the Rapid Support Forces (RSF). Patients were dying, and so were the medical staff. By July, our ability to care for anyone was nearly non-existent – we were left with only 11 doctors to serve an entire city of 260,000 people.
That's when I made a heartbreaking decision: leave my family behind while they fled to increase their chances of survival. But leaving wasn't easy. The hospital had become a constant target for the RSF shelling and drone strikes. We were on our own, using whatever resources we could scrounge up – even napkins to dress wounds.
I saw colleagues putting everything on the line to save lives. Their determination was inspiring, but also heartbreaking. And when El Fasher finally fell under RSF control, it was like watching a nightmare come true. We were forced to flee, and in our desperation, we lost many of those we had left behind.
For days, I was held captive by the RSF-affiliated fighters on camels and motorbikes, unable to move or speak without fear of reprisal. But then came my family's intervention – a ransom paid, and I was finally released. Exhausted, heartbroken, and hungry, I stumbled into Tawila with four other doctors from El Fasher.
Now, as part of the Sudanese American Physicians Association (SAPA) mobile clinic team in Tawila, North Darfur state, I'm providing medical care to newly displaced people from El Fasher. These individuals are struggling with hunger, illnesses, and injuries – desperate for a lifeline.
As I continue on this journey to help those impacted by conflict and violence, my heart still longs for the city that was my home – but I know that leaving it wasn't an option for me or many others like us who are determined to heal and rebuild.
As the war raged on in El Fasher, our city was ravaged by the Rapid Support Forces (RSF). Patients were dying, and so were the medical staff. By July, our ability to care for anyone was nearly non-existent – we were left with only 11 doctors to serve an entire city of 260,000 people.
That's when I made a heartbreaking decision: leave my family behind while they fled to increase their chances of survival. But leaving wasn't easy. The hospital had become a constant target for the RSF shelling and drone strikes. We were on our own, using whatever resources we could scrounge up – even napkins to dress wounds.
I saw colleagues putting everything on the line to save lives. Their determination was inspiring, but also heartbreaking. And when El Fasher finally fell under RSF control, it was like watching a nightmare come true. We were forced to flee, and in our desperation, we lost many of those we had left behind.
For days, I was held captive by the RSF-affiliated fighters on camels and motorbikes, unable to move or speak without fear of reprisal. But then came my family's intervention – a ransom paid, and I was finally released. Exhausted, heartbroken, and hungry, I stumbled into Tawila with four other doctors from El Fasher.
Now, as part of the Sudanese American Physicians Association (SAPA) mobile clinic team in Tawila, North Darfur state, I'm providing medical care to newly displaced people from El Fasher. These individuals are struggling with hunger, illnesses, and injuries – desperate for a lifeline.
As I continue on this journey to help those impacted by conflict and violence, my heart still longs for the city that was my home – but I know that leaving it wasn't an option for me or many others like us who are determined to heal and rebuild.
just heard about the situation in El Fasher its so devastating war has ruined so much already they have 11 doctors left to care for 260k people 
no way that can be sustainable especially with rafiq support forces shelling and drone strikes making it hard for medics to work what are the chances of them getting help or leaving that city with their families 
... Can you imagine being a doctor in a war zone with limited resources & forced to flee your home? 
The thought of those medical staff risking their lives to save others is just heartbreaking 
. And the fact that they had to use napkins as bandages is just insane 
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. The Sudanese American Physicians Association mobile clinic team in Tawila sounds like a beacon of hope for those displaced folks, though 
. Fingers crossed they can provide some much-needed care & support to those affected by the conflict 
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it's heartbreaking to think that medical staff had to put everything on the line to save lives 
and then have to flee for their own safety 
It's amazing that these doctors are still going strong, providing care to newly displaced people from El Fasher 
. Like, where's the empathy? The discussion? The support? It's all just a bunch of me rambling away to an empty page. And don't even get me started on the formatting 
it's like they want us to suffer or something. Can't even get a decent font around here. Seriously though, this story is heartbreaking and I can feel the pain behind it. It's not just about some drama, it's about people losing their homes, their families, their livelihoods... 
I can only imagine how tough it must've been to leave your family behind during war. Leaving El Fasher might be a good thing but it's also heartbreaking especially since you were working alongside your mom 
. And now, as part of this mobile clinic team in Tawila, North Darfur state, I'm sure it's not easy but you're making a difference in people's lives again 
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... how they managed to hold on as a medical staff amidst all that chaos is beyond me 
. It's like they're trying to torture us with delays 
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. But let's get back to the forum... can someone please fix this broken loading thing?! 
it's so sad that she had to pay a ransom to get free. i can only imagine how exhausted and heartbroken she must be now 
. How did you manage to hold on to your sanity during those dark times?
And can you imagine having to leave your own family behind for survival? That's like a nightmare come true 
I mean, seriously though, the bravery of those doctors who risked everything to save lives? Iconic 
Like, who needs Tinder when you've got a camel and some willing family members, right? 
i was driving through these adorable little towns in rural england and stumbled upon a tiny tea shop that served the best scones ever 
i swear, it's like they have a secret recipe or something... anyhoo, gotta say, war is just so devastating for innocent people 