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Imagine what it is like to see your “blood feud”, the love of a lifetime, all the time dying in the hardest torment!
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0901200270Despite the fact that over the 7 years of our work in the Fund, we have seen a
lot of very hard stories: terminally ill children who died in the hands of
their mom, poor hungry children, who were like little frightened animals… We
saw young men who couldn’t lift a finger… But Anzor and his mom stroke us
with horror… It was a horror of despair, horror of understanding and knowing
that you’re doomed, that there is no other way… It was the darkest hour in
our practice… And this tiny but courageous woman has been living so all the
time… All the 12 years! 100 thousand hours! 400 million seconds! And
every second is worse than death!
Imagine what it’s like to see your blood and soul, the love of your life, all
the time dying in the hardest throes!
Talking to her turned out to be almost an impossible task. 12-year-old son,
Anzor, yelled so much that it was almost impossible to speak! He wanted uppy
although he weighed more than his thin mother, then threw her on the bed, then
bit her painfully, then beat himself, then her, then did things that could not
be described in words. It was such a constant terror that we wanted to close
our ears, to run away and cry ourselves, if only we could not see this grief!
– Maya, when Did you learn about the child’s illness, during pregnancy or after
birth?
Maya: When Anzor was born, my husband and I were happy! There were no signs of
the horrible illness. However, a couple of months later, first convulsions
emerged… And then there was the August War, expulsion from their own home and
serious aggravation of the child’s health.
– What was the first thought when you learned about the illness? What did you
want to do?
Maya: I ran to the clinic with the child. But they said there was no hope! They
told that they had never met such serious form of epilepsy before, but they
prescribed some medicines. We went to another clinic. There we were told the
same. They sent the diagnosis abroad for verification and received an answer that
the prescription was wrong, and certainly asked for money for transportation,
inspection and treatment. I wanted to die. My husband prevented me from doing
this and “awarded” me with another child, and then left me… The
rascal! He is not a human!
How did your husband’s parents react to this… What did they say? Do you
remember?
Maya: Oh, I don’t even want to recall. My husband’s parents said that the child
is a disgrace to their “nice race”! That it was all my fault … It
was like a knife in my heart. My resentment is still present!
But the husband did the worst thing in the world. He is such a vile traitor!
No, not to me…To his own children! After all, the second child was born. And
how can people live with such betrayal in their hearts? I do not understand!
And no one who has conscience will understand. After all, he left his children
like kittens. And those, at least, are drown in the river. And he… He’s not a
human. He left them to suffer. God sees everything.
– Describe us your normal day.
Maya: Every new day is a struggle for survival in the truest sense of the word!
He has frequent and very strong attacks. Sometimes he wakes up at night, jumps
out of bed and falls down, hits his head against the floor; sometimes he falls
with his face down and sometimes his teeth even enter the wooden flooring. The
whole family, including his younger brother Lesko, jumps up and starts holding
his brother in convulsions, as he can die if not stopped. The attacks can
happen any time of the day, for this reason I look hard after him. And such is
every day! Feeding, clothing or bathing him is just a tragedy… Let me not
describe it.
– What is the most difficult thing in raising a sick child? What advice do you
want to give mothers in the same dire situation as yours?
Maya: What could I tell them… Don’t lose faith in God. Don’t lose your
strength. You’ll need them. Don’t cry – it’s exhausting. These are your
children and they have no one but you.
– How did you get into this building?” Did any officials come to you and
promise to help?
Maya: My relatives live here, but there are no normal living conditions. And my
kids… It is very crowded and I understand that Anzor inconveniences them, I
understand everything. Not everyone can withstand the constant crying and
howling of a child.
– What’s your family’s income? What can you afford?
Maya: Social allowance is not enough for anything. But anyway it was also
suspended. They said they need to reconsider. But there is nothing to
reconsider! What could change? Medicines that we need every day cost 700 lari
per month! I’m not even talking about diapers, food and clothes.
These drugs are like air to Anzor! Not even like water. And I cannot even give
him half of it…
– Who would you help if you had the opportunity?
Maya: I am not God. I am unhappy myself! But still I would help all the mothers
of Georgia who have sick children. I know perfectly well how hard their life
is!
– How did you imagine your life before the birth of the child? What kind of
life did you dream of?
Maya: Oh, I was a child myself when Anzor was born. He was like a doll to me. Being pregnant I
imagined how I would walk with him, lull and kiss, kiss and kiss on the cheeks,
lips and neck. I was going to teach him the verses, we will draw and dance
together and the sun will shine for us…
– How much money do you need every month so that you do not suffer or worry
about the future of your child?
Maya: I’m not a beggar! He who sees how I live will decide for himself.
Everyone has his own scope of kindness. I don’t ask anything for myself. My son
needs drugs! If he dies I will die too…
Dear friends, give mercy to this family with as much as you can, turn their
existance into a life! They need everything: medicines, food and household
stuffs. God will thank you for your kindness!
Our Fund believes that nothing is impossible for the Lord. He will
surely extend his kind hand to those who are suffering. Maybewe will collect
the necessary amount even for the treatment. And Anzor will go to a proper hospital.
We will fight for it. And different miracles do happen! Nothing is impossible
for the one who created us!
The grief of this heroic mother is given to us, so that our heart
also aches, and the Lord dwells in it forever!
Please, do not pass aside the sorrow of others! Unhappy people are given to us
from above so that we can prove our faith to the Almighty not in words but in
deeds!
Friends, there is one more request, if you know about the misfortune of a
neighbor or friend, do a Charitable deed, write to us by e-mail: office-fsp@fsp.ge.
Here’s their contact number: 557 97 73 98 (Maya) Address: Zages, barracks
Our Fund account GE15TB7194336080100003,
GE42LB0115113036665000 or GE64BG0000000470458000 (purpose: Anzor Davituri). You
can also transfer money from our website.
You can as well transfer money from the terminals of Nova Technology, TBCpay
and ExpressPay. Find our Fund in “Charity” section. (You can learn
about the additional rights and obligations of the Fund by following the link https://goo.gl/GY2Gus).
Three things never come back: time, word and possibility. So do not waste the
time, find good words and do not miss a possibility to save another life!
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