"I am dying! Please, feel my suffering and fear! I don't even have a penny left for medications! Believe me, I have lived a worthy life as a kind and good person!" - Projects - Сhernovetskyi Fund

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"I am dying! Please, feel my suffering and fear! I don't even have a penny left for medications! Believe me, I have lived a worthy life as a kind and good person!"

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February 7, 2024
If my advice can save even a few women in Georgia, I'll find peace in heaven! Because cancer cunningly creeps in from various parts of the body and hits hard when it's already too late for treatment!
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This family needs clothes the most. Clothe them, and your soul will be enveloped with God's blessings!

"I am dying!  Please, feel my suffering and fear! I don't even have a penny left for medications!  Believe me, I have lived a worthy life as a kind and good person!"

If my advice can save even a few women in Georgia, I'll find peace in heaven! Because cancer cunningly creeps in from various parts of the body and hits hard when it's already too late for treatment!"

Manana: "Believe me, think about it: life is the most precious gift from God! And cancer – especially when you can't even afford a simple painkiller – it's hell!

“Just a few years ago, I was a healthy, cheerful woman. Look at what cancer has turned me into. And all it took was to seek help from a doctor in time." Please, borrow, lend, or sell whatever it takes, but the moment something feels wrong, see a doctor right away!  Your children and grandchildren need a living mother, not a piece of meat! Look at what I have become. After chemotherapy, I lost my teeth, and my hair fell out in clumps, - Manana cries bitterly

'Only faith in God saves me. I know we will all die someday and meet God. It's unavoidable. But I want so much to live a little longer!"

REPOST RIGHT AWAY, MY GOOD MAN! HELP YOUR FRIENDS TO GET CLOSERTO THE WORK OF MERCY!

There are thousands of unfortunate souls like Manana in Georgia. Women who never find the time or money for their health! And think that pain can be tolerated, that there are more important things to do! You poor women, my compatriots! The agony of facing death is indescribable! 

Manana: One year ago, when I felt severe abdominal pain, I didn't pay attention. I took the cheapest painkillers and tried to forget about the pain. 

Correspondent: Nino 

– Manana, don't judge yourself so harshly! If there are medications, pain relief, care from all of Georgia – will you be able to live much longer? And tell us, how precious is each day to you? Calm down. 

Manana: Sure! I live every second, with faith in God! Sometimes, if heavy thoughts suddenly start overwhelming me that cancer is incurable and that I'll die anyway, I begin to pray, and these devilish thoughts immediately fade away. But I want so much to live a little longer!" Every minute is so precious… 

"In Manana's eyes, there's fear... She's afraid of death, and she's afraid to live with pain. She can't endure it anymore, and she doesn't have money for medications."

– What does life mean for you? 

Manana: For me, life is a gift from God!  Ask anyone whose days are numbered; I'm sure they live every minute with gratitude. Despite crying out in pain, I still hold onto the dream of living. People will say: 'This woman has gone mad, living like a homeless person, enduring hellish pain, and still clinging to life...’ But don't judge me. Despite my condition, I dream that the pain will ease, so I can live a few more years with my loved ones. And only you can give me that!

'David tries to support me and literally carries me in his arms.'

- Manana, you probably think a lot about your life and life after death, don't you?

Manana: Well, you know, after I got diagnosed with cancer, there has been a lot of time to think... Before, I didn't pay attention to the little things. I didn't appreciate human relationships... maybe that's why God taught me a lesson. I took everything for granted, and now, even one word, even one call, means a lot to me!  It gives me the understanding that I am needed by someone, that I live not in vain, and that my fight against cancer is not in vain! I thank God for my husband, for my son, and for my grandson. I pray for them, so that God gives them the strength to endure me.

- What would you change in your life if you could?

Manana: I would go to the doctor on the same day I felt the pain. I probably wouldn't be in such a miserable state now. I would thank God for David, my dear husband, every day and tell him how much I love him and what he means to me!  He is like a holy martyr to me now. He dedicated himself entirely to me. 

Oh God, how many trials I could have spared myself and everyone if I had gone to the doctor in time... (Crying) 

"I have a 4-kilogram tumor in my stomach, it weights like a newborn baby."

"Our entire family is in great distress; everything has long been sold!  We are living almost in a barn.”

Manana: My husband also has cancer, but it's still in the early stages. My son is seriously ill too, and even my grandson has health problems. My husband takes care of us as best as he can. Only the Lord could create such a holy person!

Please do not leave us, I beg you! My son and husband will not find the strength to ask for help themselves! Because we, Georgians, are a proud nation!

- If it's not too hard for you to talk about, can you remember when and how it all started?

Manana: I went to the doctor when the pain became unbearable, and I lost consciousness. They couldn't revive me, called an ambulance, and took me to the doctor.  "Malignant tumor, stage three. Urgent need for chemotherapy" - the doctor's words sounded like a curse! They couldn't operate me on because everything was so advanced. To save my life, I went through 48-hour transfusions... as a result of this harsh chemotherapy, my teeth fell out.  I spat them out. And my hair started falling out in bunches. A 4-kilogram fibroma grew in my stomach, making me unrecognizable.   Since then, tears haven’t dried up in my eyes. I cry from pain, hopelessness, helplessness... grieving for myself.  This hurts my family even more. They can't find words to comfort me. And I don't even have a room to go in and cry... 

"The cancer was so advanced that I had to lie in chemotherapy for 48 hours at a time."

- I don't even know what to call your dwelling!   Even a healthy person couldn't live here. How did you end up here? 

Manana: My illness is not the only pain in our family. Misfortune settled in here 20 years ago and has been destroying us one by one. In 2002, my son had pneumonia. It turned into tuberculosis, and it was so severe that all his organs decayed. They had to remove a lung, ribs, and shoulder bones... At that time, when we pulled him back from the brink of death, we sold everything and ended up on the street. We had nowhere to go with a sick son and grandson. The state allocated this place for us, and we built this shack from boards and trash, 15 square meters big. We thought it would be temporary, but we still live here. And the condition of this structure keeps getting worse, but we don't have money to fix anything. When my son was in bad condition and dying, we sold everything we had and ended up on the street. Then the state allocated us a piece of land, where we built a shanty from whatever we could find in the dump.

–  Manana, what do you live on? 

Manana: There are four of us living here. Myself, my husband, my son, and my grandson. I am sick, my son is sick, and my grandson also has health problems. My husband takes care of us as best as he can. We get our food from the social canteen. To buy any medications, my husband sells scrap metal and scavenges through dumps. I couldn't afford the prescribed medications even once. After the chemotherapy, they gave me a prescription for the required medications. The pharmacy quoted me 400 lari. I burst into tears and said I didn't want them. I don't have that kind of money. I can't even afford a simple pain reliever like citramon. They prescribed me some injections to be administered under the skin, and it costs around 100 lari each. That's why I haven't taken any medications. Poverty has pushed me into a coffin. Now, the pain is so severe; I guess metastases have spread throughout my body... 

"In this room of fifteen square meters, four people live, and there's cancer."

- Manana, your grandson lives with you, but where is his mother?

Manana: She left the family and abandoned her son. I've been raising my grandson since he was three. Well, it happens - it's not only fathers who abandon their children.   But I don't hold any grudge against her; everyone has their own path leading to God! 

– Is anyone helping you?

Manana: When a person is in trouble, all friends turn away. We have no one to help; all relatives have their own problems. If someone helps, it's usually strangers – people whom God has endowed with compassion, the ability to empathize and sympathize, the ability to comfort and find the right words. A young and beautiful girl from your fund visited me.  I told her my story, and she cried with me. You can't teach that; you must be born with it.  I think everyone in your fund is like that. 

Cancer brings unimaginable pain!  Many people quickly lose hope and succumb to despair. But doesn't the Lord wish for the well-being of His creations? Shouldn't we embrace life, believe in miracles, and trust in God's providence? Manana is among those who exhibit courage and unwavering faith! She holds onto the belief in her miraculous recovery. 

It will be a crime to leave this unfortunate woman without attention, first of all, it will be a crime before our conscience! Let's come together to support Manana Veroshvili, a cancer patient, offering her a chance to live and find joy in life under better circumstances.  Repairing the roof, setting up a decent room with furniture, and providing essential groceries can make a significant difference. Then cancer will retreat, and life will become much easier!"

If you are willing to visit the family and help them in person, here is their address: Tbilisi, Zahesi, 43 Shotadze Str.

Every time you can help someone, just do it, and rejoice that God answers someone's prayers through you!

We are sure that all together we will manage to save this family from imminent death.

Please don’t forget to repost our story. Let your friends know about the grief of this family! It’s extremely important!

Friends, there is one more request: if you know about the misfortune of a neighbor or friend do a godly deed, drop us an email at: office-fsp@fsp.ge

Our Fund’s accounts are:

- In Bank of Georgia GE64BG0000000470458000

– In TBC Bank GE15TB7194336080100003;

– In Liberty Bank GE42LB0115113036665000

(Purpose: Manana Veroshvili).

You can also transfer money from our website: Bank of Georgia (e-commerce), TБC Bank (GeoPay), Liberty Bank (PayGe), PayPal

It is also possible to transfer money from ExpressPay, TBCpay, and PayBox (OPPA) terminals. Find our Fund under "Charity" section (you can read more about rights and responsibilities of the Fund following the link https://goo.gl/GY2Gus).

We have already helped thousands of disadvantaged people! Let’s support this family too! And who knows, maybe someday we ourselves will need the help of strangers! Life is always unpredictable!

Even if you dial once this special number, it might save someone's life. It might save someone's life:  0901200270!  God bless you!


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This family needs clothes the most. Clothe them, and your soul will be enveloped with God's blessings!
Our Fund’s accounts:
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In TBC Bank
In Liberty Bank
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