{"child":{"id":838,"username":"BDXXXXXXXXXX0637","image":"patient\/838\/profile\/thumb-1731558745771635.jpg","original_image":"patient\/838\/profile\/display-1731558745771635.jpg","first_name":"Md.Arafat","middle_name":null,"last_name":"Hossain","nick_name":null,"dob":"2014-02-21","gender":1,"pre_addr_country_id":19,"student":"no","monthly_cost":"29","age":12,"age_in_month":146,"patient_disability_histories":[{"patient_id":838,"disability_type_id":2,"disability_type":{"id":2,"name":"Physical Disability"}}],"childs_story_intake":{"patient_id":838,"child_story":"In a small home filled with love but burdened by hardship, 10-year-old Arafat Hossain fights a battle he cannot explain. His mother watches over him every day, her heart heavy with worry, her hands tied by fate.\r\n\r\nArafat\u2019s journey began with uncertainty.\r\n\r\nThe moment he was born, something felt different. He didn\u2019t cry much\u2014not until he saw the doctor. Then, the cries came suddenly, uncontrollably. But soon, they stopped again, leaving his parents confused and fearful.\r\n\r\nAs the months passed, their fears turned into reality. At eight months, he crawled. At one year and eight months, he learned to sit. By two, he took his first wobbly steps. By three, he spoke his first words.\r\n\r\nBut as time went on, something changed.\r\n\r\nHis speech never fully developed. Words would come, then disappear. Sentences never formed the way they should. He struggled to express himself, often resorting to gestures or silence. His movements were slow, unsteady, as if his body didn\u2019t always listen to him.\r\n\r\nHis mother noticed his frustration\u2014the way his small hands clenched when he couldn't find the right words, the sadness in his eyes when other children ran past him effortlessly. She saw the pain he didn\u2019t know how to share, the isolation growing inside him.\r\n\r\nDesperate for answers, his parents took him to doctors, but the treatments they recommended were far beyond their reach. His father, a daily laborer, worked tirelessly, but no matter how hard he tried, providing food and shelter took priority over medical expenses. The dream of therapy, of specialized care, seemed like a distant wish.\r\n\r\nYet, Arafat continues to fight.\r\n\r\nHe laughs at the sound of his sister\u2019s voice. He claps when his mother hums his favorite tune. His world is small, but his heart is full of hope. And his parents, despite their struggles, refuse to give up.\r\n\r\nThey dream of a day when Arafat can communicate clearly, when he can move without hesitation, when he can chase his dreams without limits. But they need help to make that dream a reality.\r\n\r\nNow, they turn to kind hearts and helping hands, praying for support. With therapy, medical care, and guidance, Arafat can overcome his challenges. His story is not over\u2014it is waiting for hope, for a future where he can shine as brightly as they always believed he would","child_story_filepath_display":"patient\/838\/story\/17366617996781508.mp4","number_of_siblings":"1"},"family_member_details":[{"id":9743,"patient_id":838},{"id":9744,"patient_id":838},{"id":9745,"patient_id":838}],"financial_remitance_information":{"patient_id":838,"parent1_monthly_income":"15000","parent1_currency":13,"parent2_monthly_income":"00"}},"tran_his":null}