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.”

Niko has spent his whole life working tirelessly, using every cent to support his children and care for his ailing father, who is disabled. Then, one fateful day, his world collapsed. Step by step, his ability to move faded. Breathing became a struggle. His heart, after just two steps, felt as if it would explode from his chest. How many times have strangers had to bring him back from the brink of death?

Once full of energy, he can no longer even rise from the couch on his own.  His heart is twice the size it should be.
You, dear reader, surely know what that means… A ticking time bomb inside his body. He can barely breathe. He’s suffocating. And his family—too poor to afford even an oxygen machine.

Nikoloz (38 years old): “I was a craftsman, but now I can’t do anything at all.  I need a heart transplant to survive—but that costs a fortune. I’m clinging to hope, kind-hearted people… maybe someone, somewhere, can help me at least with medications.”

Imagine a strong, healthy man suddenly losing his strength, rapidly losing weight, and becoming weaker before your eyes. Irakli suffered from excruciating headaches that sometimes caused him to lose consciousness. Medical examinations brought devastating news—a malignant brain tumor, medulloblastoma.

Doctors removed a massive tumor from his brain, one that was draining life out of him. The surgery was successful. After that, he endured 28 rounds of radiation therapy. And just when it seemed that the worst was behind him, the disease-stricken young man was dealt another blow! The cancer had spread to his bones. Now, it is slowly consuming his body from the inside! What does this mean? It means the nightmare has returned, and everything must start over again.

Irakli (31 years old): “I can’t sit or lie down. My legs, lower back, spine, and shoulders are in constant pain! The pain is driving me insane! The painkillers only work for a couple of hours, and I sometimes need up to six injections a day.  I can’t sleep at night. How much longer can I endure this?”

The constant pain and tension have caused his blood pressure to rise. His condition worsens with each passing day.

Every day is a fight for survival for Kristine and her little daughter, Lile! And today, they desperately need your support!  The mother has cancer—her toxic goiter turned into a malignant tumor, but she has no money for medical tests or treatment. Not a single tetri!

Every story of fighting cancer is a story of strength, resilience, and the will to live—of immense faith. Faith that kind people won’t let her die!

Kristine (39 years old): “I am in excruciating pain. It’s unbearable. There are moments when I think about ending it all because I just can’t take it anymore. But then I remember—I am a mother. I have to live for the sake of my child!  She has no one but me! Who will take care of Lile if I’m gone?! We lived in Germany as refugees. After we were deported, we were left with nothing—no home, no money, no documents. My daughter’s passport was lost at the airport. When we returned to Georgia, we had to live on the streets for several days. We had no money for a hotel, so we slept near 24-hour ATMs. That was the hardest ordeal of my life!”

Nana has already undergone 12 grueling chemotherapy sessions in Turkey, clinging to hope. But in just a few days, she needs to start her next round. According to Nana, the Ministry of Health has refused to fund her treatment. Where can the poor woman get money for that? The distraught woman says that the Ministry of Health denied her funding. But she has no money for treatment—how can she possibly go? Thank God that in Georgia, the sick and those in need have us—ordinary citizens of our country. The Lord sees everything, and in due time, we’ll have the chance to talk about who the Minister favors and why. We wouldn’t wish this kind of hardship on anyone in the Ministry! The distraught woman says that the Ministry of Health denied her funding. But she has no money for treatment—how can she possibly go? Thank God that in Georgia, the sick and those in need have us—ordinary citizens of our country. The Lord sees everything, and in due time, we’ll have the chance to talk about who the Minister favors and why. We wouldn’t wish this kind of hardship on anyone in the Ministry!

Mamuka fell into a ravine from a height of 30 meters. The base of his skull was fractured, and his spine shattered. You can probably imagine what that means… For a young man who fell from such a height, survival seemed almost impossible. Despite this, an emergency surgery was performed, even though the doctors had no hope of saving him. But a miracle happened—Mamuka survived. Although Georgian doctors managed to save his life, his injuries were so severe that treatment abroad became necessary. Friends, what I’m about to tell you will break your heart. Our brave Georgian spent only three days in a Turkish clinic. Now, he lies in a tiny hostel room in Turkey, still fighting for his life. Do you know why? Because his poor mother ran out of money to pay for the hospital… You can guess what happened next. For over a month, this son of Georgia has been suffering in a shabby room far from home, enduring constant pain. His only caregiver in this battle is his mother. Mamuka is completely paralyzed…