Elza’s life is nothing but suffering.  She was born with a severe form of scoliosis. Her spine is so badly twisted that the constant pain makes her vision go dark, crushes her lungs, and leaves her gasping for air.

A massive hump on her back makes it difficult to sleep, breathe, or walk.

Elza (41 years old): “I can’t take this pain anymore. I didn’t sleep a single minute last night! What did I do to deserve this suffering since birth? Why is God punishing me like this?”

Despite her condition, Elza sleeps on an old, collapsing couch. All night long, she moans in agony. Painkillers don’t help, and she can’t afford to see a doctor.  Her only income is a disability allowance and her mother’s small pension. But it’s nowhere near enough for treatment.

Elza: “If I don’t take my medication on time, I could die. But at this point, I’m not even afraid of hell after death—because I’m already living in it!”

As if her spinal disease weren’t enough, Elza also has diabetes. She’s run out of test strips to monitor her blood sugar, and she has no money for medicine. Just a few days ago, she collapsed and was unconscious for a long time. You know what that means. Her biggest fear is slipping into a coma and never waking up again.

After his stroke, Tariel is completely helpless. His right arm is paralyzed, and later, due to gangrene, his leg had to be amputated. For him, every day is a fight for survival. For his family, it’s a constant battle with fear, uncertainty, and the pain of being unable to help.

Aluna, Tariel’s spouse (49-year-old): “My husband and I are raising three children with disabilities.  Our daughters were born with intracranial pressure; they have brain damage. They can’t do anything on their own—I take care of everything: I dress them, feed them, bathe them, brush their teeth. And I’ve been doing this for 17 years.  What wouldn’t a mother do for her children? My husband used to help, but now he needs care himself. His heart couldn’t bear the pain of watching his daughters suffer.”

Aluna: “The children need medicine to improve their brain circulation, but I haven’t been able to buy any for a year and a half because we have no money. I can’t go to work – who would I leave my sick children and husband with?”

The poor man spends his days in an old wheelchair, which is falling apart. Just look at it – the wheels don’t even have tires. Every little bump causes him unbearable pain. Friends, Tariel urgently needs a proper wheelchair! But there’s no money to buy one.

It’s been a whole year since Tariel last left the second floor of their home! The last time he needed to go to the hospital, they had to call emergency rescuers just to carry him out of the house. Can you even imagine that?

When a mother loses her child, her heart dies with them. Her life comes to an end, and only prayers to the Almighty keep her on this Earth—prayers filled with the desperate hope that the Lord will return her beloved child and let her hold them close once again. And this time—forever!

For millennia, humanity has failed to invent a word that could fully capture the pain of a mother whose child has passed away.

73-year-old Mzia, a kind and warm-hearted woman, lost her son and then both of her grandsons. The stress and grief took a cruel toll on her body – colon cancer crept up on the poor elderly woman. Tragedy never comes alone!

This is 73-year-old grandmother Mzia. She has been diagnosed with rectal cancer. Her intestines are exposed, protruding painfully from her body.

The elderly woman suffers from excruciating pain every day. With her own hands, she treats her wound, wiping away the fluids that constantly seep from it. She doesn’t even have a single extra tetri to buy special wound-cleaning solution or medical dressings. She has almost given up hope, fearing that without proper bandages and medication, she will inevitably die from a severe infection and sepsis.

For Liana, every day is a battle for life. Every movement is painful – physically and emotionally – but she refuses to give up. Her nightmare began the moment she felt a small lump in her breast. The diagnosis was devastating – stage four cancer.

Liana, 59: “I’ve been hospitalized so many times. I’ve had countless IVs and injections.  On top of that, I survived sepsis – a blood infection that nearly killed me. But I made it through. Still, I’m left with an unpaid bill – 700 lari for my treatment in intensive care. I have no idea how to pay it off. I also need follow-up tests, but I simply can’t afford them. I spent 30 years working as a dog trainer, but now I have no strength left. My only hope is your Fund and the kindness of strangers.”

Liana is wasting away before our eyes… She can barely bring herself to look in the mirror.

She has already undergone ten sessions of radiation therapy. But her tumor is so aggressive that the cancer has spread to her bones and brain. 

With each passing day, her condition worsens. Every minute counts. She suffers from unbearable pain and extreme weakness. 

She can hardly get out of bed. Severe dizziness makes it impossible for her to walk without assistance. For almost three months, she hasn’t seen the sun. 

Nanuli witnessed her 21-year-old son’s funeral with her own eyes. From that moment on, her life turned into a living nightmare. The endless sorrow and stress led to a stroke, which proved devastating for her. Being bedridden, unable to move – such unimaginable suffering is something we wouldn’t wish upon even an enemy.

Nine-year-old Nikoloz gently feeds his bedridden grandmother. The child himself is hungry, but he cannot bring himself to eat the last piece of bread—he gives it to her instead.

Years ago, Nanuli suffered a severe stroke. Her left side was completely paralyzed, and she had difficulty speaking. It seemed that these unbearable hardships gave Grandma Nanuli strength, and after some time, she was able to get out of bed. However, she still couldn’t move around on her own. And just when the unfortunate woman found a spark of hope that, with time, she might walk again, life, with a malicious laugh, devised a new cruel plan to make her suffering even worse.

Poor, poor David… He is 46, yet like an infant – he cannot talk, cannot walk. He only crawls across the floor, dragging his unresponsive legs behind him. And he screams constantly from unbearable pain. He suffers terrifying epileptic seizures, several times a day. His brain is severely damaged. He no longer recognizes his own mother and father.

A stroke has left him completely helpless. His parents have become his hands and feet.

Avtandil (69 years old): “When my wife and I were younger, we carried him in our arms. But now we can barely walk ourselves and can’t lift heavy things. If something happens to us… who will take care of him?”

Avtandil is a grieving father, 69 years old, who has lost sight in one eye due to a damaged retina.  His other eye is clouded by cataracts. His health deteriorates by the day. Yet he cannot even afford basic eye drops.

David urgently needs medication. Without it, he will not survive.  But his elderly parents survive on a meager pension and cannot afford the life-saving treatment their son needs.

Avtandil: “Any help, no matter how small, would mean the world to us. We are grateful to anyone who hears our plea.”