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She survived.
But surviving
isn't living.

On December 6, 2025, my mom collapsed mid-song from a ruptured brain aneurysm. She survived open brain surgery. She whispered "I need to concentrate."
She's fighting. But without your help, the second chance she fought so hard for is slipping away.

Medical Reality
Medical Reality

What Happened to Her Brain

Saint Gregory MC, Dec 2025

The Diagnosis

Saint Gregory the Illuminator Medical Centre, Yerevan

  • Ruptured Anterior Communicating Artery (AComA) aneurysm
  • Subarachnoid hemorrhage: blood leak in the frontal and temporal lobe subarachnoid spaces
  • Open brain surgery, where the aneurysm was to be clipped. Expensive, but was best chance of survival
  • After surgery, the brain's blood vessels went into vasospasm.

The Effects

Why she lost everything

  • The vasospasm caused secondary ischemic affection of the frontal lobes and left temporoparietal lobes
  • Damaged frontal lobes, the brain's 'CEO' that controls motivation, initiation, memory, emotion, and personality.
  • Damaged left temporoparietal lobe, the seat of language, reading, writing, and body awareness.
  • She could not speak, sit, or even move with purpose. She was a corpse who could only turn her eyes.

~1 in 3

patients die.

She survived a ruptured aneurysm.

50-70%

get fatal vasospasm.

She survived that, too.

Half

her brain is damaged.

And she is still fighting.

"She was supposed to die. She didn't. Now she's fighting to live."

Every Day is a War Won

Proof of her relentless will to recover.

MP4 1:1 PLACEHOLDER

Turned her head

MP4 1:1 PLACEHOLDER

Raised her arm

MP4 1:1 PLACEHOLDER

Painted within lines

The Window is Closing

Neuroplasticity is the brain's ability to rewire itself. It is most potent in the first 12 months post-injury.

Stroke, Surgery & ICU
Released from ICU to Ward
Admitted to Rehab Center
Rehab halted (No Funds)
NOW
Dec 2025Month 6Month 12

Every day without structured rehab is a day of lost neuroplasticity. A single family, untrained, at home, cannot replicate what a neurorehabilitation team provides.

Since coming home without rehab, her progress has slowed down and she has even regressed. Rehabilitation now is not a luxury, it is the difference between recovery and permanence.

Who She Is

The Strongest Soul

My mom's entire life has been full of hardships, but instead of complaining, she took it upon herself to ensure that my sister and I could live a childhood unlike hers. It was full of love, support, and dreams, even through the toughest of times.

A Giving Soul

She's not just my mother. She's donated practically her entire life to helping other people, especially students, find a home in her. By offering her time, company, and counseling, not just in India, but for the five years we've been in Armenia. She never took a day off from caring for her countless children, all whilst suffering in silence.

“For 60 hours, my mom suffered with a thunderclap headache, rated a 10/10 on the pain scale. For context, childbirth is a 9/10.”

While no one deserved the pain my mom went through, she especially didn't deserve it.

Just a few months ago, she lay in the ICU, a fragile tangle of tubes and wires obscuring her beautiful smile. But today, she is finally home, fighting to communicate and regain her independence. Even after every setback, she is desperately trying to fight back and regain what was lost. Mom is truly the strongest soldier I know.

"My deepest desire, my most desperate yearning, is simply to hear her voice again, to hold her hand, to spend one peaceful, ordinary moment with her."

The Path Forward

"There is hope. Neurorehabilitation. Your contribution to these rehab costs is what gives her the chance to keep fighting."

The Brain That Painted These

What Her Hands Could Do

My mom is a self-taught watercolour artist. No art degree. No formal training. The brain that painted these is still in there, fighting to find its way back.

Watercolor Painting
Watercolor Painting
Watercolor Painting
Watercolor Painting

“She painted all of these. Self-taught. No art degree. Then on December 6th, it all stopped.”

Unfinished Painting

This painting is unfinished.

Only the base paint is down. Mom never got to add the details, the shadows, the life. On December 6th, mid-stroke, her brain broke. This canvas has been waiting for her ever since.

Help Her Finish It