Our goal is simple.
- We want to be able to help the people who have reached out to us.
- We want to continue funding research to discover cures for rare neurological conditions, and provide assistance to those who are struggling from them.
- We want to build a lifelong passion in all our members to HELP and VOLUNTEER in the community.
That’s us! The HERO (Helping Everyone Reach Out) Club.
About the Club
“The Hero Club” is the brainchild of Pranav Yenugu and Amogh Iyanna. It started out from the passion of two students from Mason Middle School, who love to help others. Each were inspired by their own interest, experience and strive to give back to the community. They started off with organizing some volunteer events for “Hands against Hunger” along with other friends. After participating and working with Mason Middle School on successful events, Pranav wanted to take the idea above and beyond school boundaries. He decided to extend his help to everyone in the community, which was in alignment with his greater idea of “Helping Everyone Reach Out”.
From a very young age, my parents taught me and my sister the value in giving, be it family, community or neighborhood. We learned to always give without expecting anything in return. While others might have spent their time playing games, we worked hard at volunteering. And we loved it.
Being honest, I never truly understood what all the fuss was about. I was just like any other kid. Carefree, fun-loving, always playing games, and not worried about anything, especially the future. But one year, when I was 10 years old, an unexpected thing happened in my family. My mom was suddenly hospitalized. It all started when we went on a trip to the Smoky Mountains. A few days after our trip, she was hit with a massive vertigo attack while she was at work. She also started experiencing flu-like symptoms. After 15-20 days of antibiotic treatment, several tests were done by ENT specialists and neurologists to find the root cause of her condition. My mom slowly became less and less mobile, and on top of this, began to lose sensation in her hands and legs. Within a day or two she was hospitalized and was diagnosed with viral encephalitis, a condition that affects your central nervous system. She became totally paralyzed for almost a year. This hit me very hard. My mother is a very influential person in my life, and I felt almost lost without her guidance. I remember when she finally came back from rehab, in a wheelchair. My mom had to relearn how to walk again along with several other things. The entire process was very tough for me and my family, but we persevered, completely changing our lifestyle along the way. My mom’s determination to be back on her legs is definitely what encouraged me to carry on. She just never gave up. As many people know, losing someone important to you, or someone who you love is hard, and sends many people into depression. But losing your own self, that’s the harshest and toughest of them all. The fact that she didn’t feel sorry for herself is amazing, and has taught me a very important lesson: never give up, no matter how bleak the situation seems, because you can always find a way out with enough patience and diligence.
Months turned into years, we still didn’t know the reason why her condition wasn’t stabilizing. My mom continued her rehab and medication while still visiting several new doctors and hospitals, but nobody knew what was happening. We were frightened out of our minds. Day by day, we waited to see what had happened and what we could do to fix if — it that was even possible. My father was very determined to find a solution for her condition. He took my to many hospitals, including the Cleveland Clinic. Finally in 2016 — after four long years — the Mayo Clinic in Rochester identified that the viral encephalitis and the initial vestibular and balance disorder that my mother suffered from had affected her brain and led to a condition called PPPD or 3PD: Persistent Postural-Perceptual Dizziness. They had just discovered and defined the diagnosis and key symptoms for PPPD in early 2014. The medication and treatment plan was developed later, around mid 2015. Furthermore, as per the information from the Mayo Clinic doctors, PPPD is yet to be added to the ICD (international Classification of Diseases), and this was why no doctors in Ohio knew about this condition. Even within the entire United States, very few doctors know what this condition is — the number could be counted on one’s fingers!
Throughout this entire journey, I noticed how much our community has given our family. We never feel left out events or celebrations in the slightest. Our relatives, friends, neighbors, well wishers, my parents’ colleagues and everyone else we know in the community stand by us in this hard times. Everyone is morally supportive and continue to motivate us constantly. My mother’s friends still help out to this day, volunteering to drive my mother to her daily appointments and rehabs. All this kindness completely changed my perspective on life. I realized why my grandparents and family have always been active participants in the community, hosting so many charity events and serving so many people in hardship. It sometimes surprised me the way they all worked together to help people in destitution and need. But after witnessing first hand some of the terrible things people around the world must go through, my belief in giving has been cemented, and in turn has shaped me into a better person. It has bestowed upon me a new goal that I will continue to do throughout the rest of my life: Helping Everyone Reach Out.