Satendra was just a boy when the first patches appeared on his hands and feet. Then came the swelling on his fingers and toes. He went to the doctor, only to be misdiagnosed and sent away with allergy pills. No one recognised the real cause: leprosy.
As months passed, Satendra’s condition worsened. The untreated disease began damaging his nerves. His fingers clawed inward. The skin on his arms turned dark and cracked—like burnt scars. He slowly lost strength in his hands and feet. “I could no longer hold a pen; it was very hard for me to write, so I left school when in 7th grade,” he said.
The things he once loved—like playing cricket and football—slipped out of reach. Friends stopped visiting. Instead, they teased him for his appearance “my friends teased me about my leprosy and my skin…”
The silence grew louder. So did the loneliness. In a moment of deep despair, Satendra made a heartbreaking decision—he took poison, hoping to end the pain forever. But his family found him just in time, and he was rushed to the hospital. His life was saved.
It was at TLM Nepal’s Anandaban Hospital that he finally received the correct treatment. He began multi drug therapy, the cure. Surrounded by caring doctors and nurses, Satendra began the slow journey towards healing—not just of his body, but of his spirit.
Today, he is still recovering, but no longer alone. Satendra’s story is one of unimaginable pain—but also incredible resilience. With proper treatment, support, and love, healing is possible.
No child should ever suffer alone. No one should feel ashamed for being sick. Satendra’s life is a call to action—to listen, to care, and to never give up.
