Milo’s story began in a place of deep suffering. Alone and fragile, he was found collapsed on a desolate street corner, his body ravaged by the devastating effects of leishmaniasis.
Once vibrant, his spirit had faded under the weight of illness, and he no longer dared to sleep—afraid he might never wake again.
Despite tireless efforts from his rescuers, Milo’s condition worsened. Multiple treatments failed to stop the progression of his disease. His once-strong frame became skeletal, his daily injections leaving scars across his body—visible reminders of his relentless fight to survive.