Branson has endured more in 24 hours than most people face in a lifetime.
His tiny body shakes from exhaustion, yet somehow… he keeps fighting.

This morning, doctors inserted a feeding tube to ease the relentless nausea — but terrified and overwhelmed, he pulled it out himself. Moments later, he had to suffer through it being replaced.

His parents whisper prayers between the beeping monitors, begging for mercy, for one moment of relief, for his little body to rest.

Now they wait for test results — holding on to the last fragile thread of hope, the only light still shining in this storm.