The story of an American mother and her young son has become a symbol of the resilience of her community.
The two-year-old boy survived a trip to the US and now lives with his grandparents in a tent in the Yemeni city of Taiz.
Ijrs, a Yemeni woman, was diagnosed with Ebola in October, a month after her son was born.
After contracting the virus, she travelled to the United States for treatment, which was denied by the US healthcare system.
She was then taken to the University of Wisconsin Hospital in Madison, where she recovered.
“I thought I had no other option but to go home,” she told Al Jazeera.
“I had no idea what was going to happen to me.”
IJrs, who has since become a mother herself, is now one of the lucky ones.
She has been treated for Ebola in the US, and has a two-week supply of the drug.
The family has been given three doses, which will be given to everyone in their family.
But as the Ebola outbreak continues, they’re also being offered a second dose, and this time for free.
The story of Ijrs and her two-month-old son has turned into a symbol for the resilience and resilience of Yemen’s Yemeni community, and the challenges faced by families trying to deal with the virus.
‘My body was like a mountain’ I jogs along a busy street in Taiz, the capital of the southern province of Hadramout.
Ijries husband, who was also diagnosed with the disease, works in a shoe store.
He’s got to pay for his rent and his son’s medical bills.
While Ijris husband is busy paying for the bills, Ijyrs father works in the factory that manufactures his shoes.
Despite the dire circumstances in Yemen, she has made the best of it.
Every time Ijres husband has an appointment with the hospital, she comes.
I will take the children with me.
But it’s hard.
I don’t want to see him die.
It’s hard for Ijr to go out in public, even though she does everything in her power to make sure her husband gets treatment.
We have to stay home because there are so many people around.
But she has done so much, she is my body.
For now, she works on sewing her children’s clothes.
When Ijs husband was diagnosed, she was in a hospital in Taizz, and she was able to take her children to school.
Since then, she’s been to the hospital a few times, to see her husband, and even visits him at home.
Even though the children are not yet old enough to walk, I jogs on the street, sometimes with them.
I feel happy.
They are my children, I feel proud of them.
They are my brothers.
I think about them, I’m happy.
But they are my body, I have to keep them safe.
My body is like a hill, it’s like a volcano.
It is so hard.
But it is very good, my body is so strong.
I can hold my head up high.
Before I could even walk, my husband was told that he would die.
He died, and I was left in pain.
Then I found my children.
They were very young, but I was crying.
They would cry for hours, and my body would just collapse.
This is what I have been going through.
The most important thing is that I have them safe, but they have been here.
One day, my family was driving in the desert when they saw a car full of people, wearing masks.
I was very upset.
I cried, because they were wearing masks to protect us from the Ebola virus.
I had to go and get my children and tell them what was happening.
As soon as I came back, I was told the children would be taken to school, and that they could come back later.
After the children arrived, my son was given the first dose of the medication, which is given to those with a high risk of infection.
I could hear him crying, and he was so scared.
I thought I was going crazy, I thought he would never survive.
During my second week of treatment, I got to see my son again.
He looked so healthy, and his smile was so happy.
I asked him how it was going.
How does it feel to have the child back?
He said, “I am so happy”.
I felt so good, because I was able a lot of the things that I had lost.
At that moment, I knew that everything was going my way.
I felt happy that I was alive.
Im just so happy that my children are alive.
I have the strength to do what I need to