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Since 2 March, more than 2,000 people have been killed and more than 7,000 injured as of 10 April, according to local health officials. On 8 April alone, large-scale strikes by Israeli forces across Lebanon accounted for one-fifth of the casualties recorded since early March. MSF teams are working in Rafik Hariri University Hospital, Beirut, and Jabal Amel Hospital, Sour, to support the local healthcare system to respond to urgent needs. Together with hospital staff and workers, our teams have treated patients with life-altering injuries, including severed limbs and severe organ trauma. Israeli forces indiscriminate strikes in densely populated areas have not spared civilians, while attacks on healthcare have killed and injured medical workers.

At the same time, more than one million people have been forcibly displaced. Many had to flee at moment’s notice, often with only the clothes they were wearing, leaving behind their homes and belongings. Months spent in overcrowded shelters or makeshift tents on the streets have worsened people’s health due to poor hygiene conditions, inadequate shelter, and prolonged psychological distress.

The consequences of displacement during war do not end when people try to return home. Some will not be able to return, as their homes have been destroyed, while others are not able to even reach their villages in the southern border at all because of Israeli forces occupation. Economic hardship, loss of work, the trauma of fleeing suddenly, uncertainty about the future, and absence of safety all have a severe impact on people’s mental health. Many people continue to experience stress, anxiety, depression, and symptoms of severe-traumatic stress.

From Floor to Floor: A Heavy Journey

The basement is a no-go zone, marred by decades of waste and stagnant water.

On the staircase, an elderly man passes by carrying empty jerrycans. Mohammad tells me that soon this daily climb—up and down, repeatedly—will no longer be necessary. MSF teams have installed 15,000-litre water tanks and are working to restore the piping system to bring clean, reliable water into the building.

We reach the third-floor landing, the grey around me is interrupted by bright bits of clothes hung to dry on lines of rope, and a beige door every few metres. The light is dim, but there are signs of life here. A crooked wheelchair sits idly by a door, its owner nowhere to be seen.

And then, a woman greets me with a smile.

“We have a newborn on this floor. Would you like to see her?”

I return the smile, instinctively, even as something tightens in my chest at the thought of a newborn in a place with the constant sound of dripping water. I follow her into a room marked ‘302’, and my heart sinks.

Little Nour lies wrapped in pink. She was born on 16 March, on a night when Israeli airstrikes pounded her former neighbourhood. Her mother remembers the sound of relentless bombardment as she went into labour. A week earlier, the family had fled their home in Beirut’s southern suburbs and taken refuge in this room with a framed opening. A piece of cloth now a substitute for where glass should be, attempting to block the wind and rain. Mattresses are stacked in the corner. A worn rug marks the space where shoes must come off.

Her mother is warm and welcoming. “I keep sanitising and cleaning,” she tells me. “I’m almost obsessive about it. She’s so young, and I don’t want her to catch anything.”

Across the hall, Ali (10) and Abbas (5) play quietly. Both were born with cognitive and mobility difficulties. Both need special care.

“Abbas was improving so much with physical and speech therapy,” says their aunt, Zainab. But the war took that away. She and her brother both lost their jobs and incomes. The therapy stopped.

Then came the forced displacement. How can care and recovery continue when daily life revolves around securing basics: flood, clean water and warmth?

Zainab used to work as a cleaner in a restaurant, so she understands firsthand what these conditions mean. “I just want them to have a future,” she says.

“Staying healthy becomes a daily struggle.”

Poor water, sanitation, and hygiene are not only a matter of dignity, they are also a serious public health risk. They increase the likelihood of preventable skin conditions and communicable diseases, particularly among children and those who are already medically vulnerable.

They also reshape daily life in quieter, more insidious ways. Our medical teams have even seen people develop urinary tract infections because they reduce their water intake to avoid having to find a toilet.

“People who were displaced to these places often arrive with nothing, but what makes the situation worse is not having the minimum conditions to live safely,” explains Elena Fernandez, MSF deputy logistics coordinator.

“Without water and sanitation, even staying healthy becomes a daily struggle.”

Across Lebanon, MSF teams are working in 252 shelters like this one to protect people’s health and support the basic need for clean water and sanitation—rehabilitating water systems and responding to urgent WASH needs. So far, they have installed 490 toilets and 160 showers, and set up around 250 sinks and 50 water tanks, helping families access safe water and reduce the risk of disease. To meet daily needs, teams have distributed 1,197 cleaning kits and 15,715 hygiene kits, as well as relief items like blankets and mattresses, while providing 419,127 litres of drinking water and trucking over 19.5 million litres to shelters—supporting thousands of people trying to cope with life in displacement.

Alongside this, mobile clinics reach those otherwise cut off from care, while medical teams treat chronic conditions, provide mental health support, and respond to emergencies triggered by the ongoing violence.

Our work is done in coordination with the Lebanese authorities, supporting and complementing local response efforts to expand access to essential services for displaced communities. But the needs remain immense.

One floor above, I meet Hassana.

The first time I meet her, she is wearing a mask, her eyes heavy. She mistakes me for a member of the logistics team and pulls me aside. “Thank you for working on the toilets,” she says. “I have a special request.”

When Mohammad arrives, she clings to him. The tears she had been holding back spill over.

Hassana was diagnosed with cancer just one week before she was displaced. She was prescribed immediate radiotherapy. After each session, her doctor instructed her to isolate, both for her own safety, and to protect others.
But how can you isolate in a shared shelter?
How do you protect others when you share a communal toilet with 40 other people?

“I am ready to die,” she tells me quietly. “But I don’t want to hurt anyone else while I do.”

The second time I meet her, she is different. Lighter. Brighter.

MSF teams have installed a latrine inside her room, helping her continue her treatment safely, with privacy and dignity.

She takes me to meet her two birds, Kiko and Koukou. She smiles describing their reaction when she returned to rescue them.

“They are souls, like my children. How could I leave them behind?”

There is something hard to describe in the way people look at my colleague Mohammad, and others wearing the MSF vest here. They approach the team requesting basics like medical care, hygiene items, diapers. Not with hesitation. rather with smiles and trust.

And I realise that this trust is founded in our presence, on consistency, on showing up and responding, again and again.

As I write down their requests, I hold on to that same belief: that we will continue to respond.

“This will pass,” Hassana tells me. “My illness will pass. This war will pass. Everything will pass, as long as we return home, safe and victorious.”

Her words linger as we move through the building, past hundreds of lives suspended in uncertainty.