If you want to curse a man, just tell him: “I wish your children were sick. And that’s it – he’ll be the most miserable person on the planet. “I don’t know how I find the strength to live, how I manage not to go crazy.” I think God gives strength to mothers who have sick children. I have two sons and both are sick. Gabriel, 5, and Lasha-Giorgi, 18-month-old. Gabriel has cerebral palsy – he can’t move or do anything on his own. Every month we lie in the hospital or in a rehabilitation center, and Lasha-Giorgi, a martyr, has been in an intensive care unit since birth, hooked up to machines. I haven’t even taken him in my arms, haven’t hugged him. He probably thinks he doesn’t have a mother.”

“If I die today, my grandson will die tomorrow, or maybe he will be buried alive with me, because nobody wants him but me! Nobody wants him… his mother left him, and his father left him. They left their sick child and found happiness elsewhere” – says Malardo and hides her eyes. She is ashamed for Soso’s mother and the father. Who needs a sick man? And they are still young, they can give birth to new and healthy children!

“I am dead, but there is only one difference between a dead man and me: I am not yet lying in a cold grave, I have not yet been covered with black earth. I’ve been chained to my bed for over 20 years, I can’t move my legs, I can hardly move my arms, but I still can’t get used to this state! I dream all the time that I walk, swim in the river, play football with my friends, but when I open my eyes, I try to move my leg and arm, but can’t do anything … It hurts me to realize that it was just a dream. I feel dreary – as if a big ball gets stuck in my throat and suffocates me. It feels like I had become a hostage of my body,” says 50-year-old Mamuka Solomnishvili. Tears come to the man’s eyes. He tries to hide them, but you still hear despair in his every word.

Мarina: The pain would not go away even for a second. Pieces of flesh are already falling off me. I’m all rotten. My skin festers and bleeds. I could not even imagine that anyone could endure such pain. The only thing I dream about is to die. Death seems so sweet to me. I don’t want my son to see his mother decompose before his eyes.” Help me at least die with dignity! Please don’t leave my boy alone in this cruel world! He must study. Perhaps these are my last words!

One year ago, on December 23rd, Nini died… She was still alive when they brought her to the hospital. There, her heart stopped. The doctors were indifferent, they did not even pay attention to her. The screams and cries of her mother reached the heavens. “Save her, revive her!” she shouted. “Give my martyr back her breath.” But the doctors just watched the girl die, and for some reason did not take her to intensive care. Unfortunately, there are such bad people in the world. She lay unconscious for five months. Droppers damaged her veins, bedsores appeared on her body, and a fungal infection appeared in her mouth.

“I know what outcome awaits my son, but I can’t come to terms with this. I can’t just sit back and watch my son die!” – These harrowing words of the young mother Nestan break your heart. Six months ago, she lost her daughter, who suffered from convulsions and melted before her eyes. Since 2019, the unfortunate Nestan has been in hospitals – either at the door of the intensive care unit, or in the ward.