A Mother’s Desperate Cry: Save My Son
In the heart of South Texas, a mother’s world is shattering.
Christine stands vigil by her son’s bedside in McAllen, tears streaming, whispering the words that break every heart:
“MY SON IS FIGHTING FOR HIS LIFE… LORD KNOWS I NEED MY SON.”

Her 21-year-old Andres Loera — a devoted husband to Anelise, a loving father to precious 2-year-old Angelique  , a hardworking man who paints cars and builds dreams for his young family — now lies motionless on life support.
A brutal asthma attack, sparked by rhinovirus, tore holes in his lungs. Air flooded his chest. Doctors placed him on ECMO — the machine breathing and beating for him — to snatch him back from death’s door.
One doctor looked her in the eyes and said the unthinkable:
“Your son might die.”
Those words pierced her soul like a dagger.
Andres is progressing, slowly clawing toward life… but the battle is far from over. Recovery will mean months without work, mountains of medical bills, and a long, painful road ahead.
Yet tonight, Christine isn’t counting costs. She’s clinging to hope, begging the world:
Pray. Send love. Lift him up.

This isn’t just a story. It’s a family’s raw, aching plea.
A mother’s unbreakable love screaming against the darkness.
Let’s surround Andres with light. Share prayers, kind words, strength.
For a son. A husband. A father. A fighter.
One heartbeat at a time… bring him home.