Dr. Khader

“One day, I will become a doctor to make sure no child ever feels the way I did! “

When I was just 10 years old, I became severely ill with hepatitis A. I remember being incredibly weak, barely able to stand. My family rushed me to Al-Aqsa Hospital, hoping for care and relief, but what we found was a system stretched beyond its limits.

The hospital was overwhelmed. There were too few doctors, not enough equipment, and barely any beds. I still remember lying on the cold, hard floor of the emergency department because no beds were available. The doctors were exhausted, running between patients, doing all they could, but it wasn’t enough. I didn’t receive proper care, and in that moment of fear and neglect, something inside me changed.

I made a silent promise to myself: “one day, I will become a doctor, not for status or recognition, but to make sure no child ever feels the way I did”.

Years passed, and that promise only grew stronger. I studied with a purpose, driven by that memory, by that night on the emergency floor. And by the grace of God, that dream became reality.

Today, I am a doctor, and not just anywhere, but volunteering in that very same hospital. Every time I walk through its corridors, I remember the child I was. And every patient I see, especially the quiet ones waiting in corners, reminds me of why I started this journey.
I give them my full attention, because I know what it feels like to be forgotten. My mission is not just to treat illness, but to restore dignity and compassion to every patient, especially those who suffer in silence
This isn’t just a profession for me. It’s a personal calling, born from pain, fulfilled with purpose.”