The Lord gives us a chance, friends, to give the most precious gift in the world to Nikoloz: to give him life!
The little one has cancer. Three years ago, his stomach started aching, and his mom thought he had eaten too many chips, but the pain only became stronger! “And the doctors gave an almost fatal ‘verdict’ – KIDNEY CANCER!”
Nikoloz (7-year-old): Yes, Auntie, I have cancer. They took me to hospital and did not let me out from there. They told me: ‘If we let you go, you will die’ – and I got scared! Very scared! Then they urgently ‘flew’ me to Germany, took X-rays, then cut my stomach open and found cancer there. I don’t know what it is, what it looks like – but I know it’s scary! They removed my kidney. Then I came back home, but I felt bad again and we had to go to Germany again, and they removed my spleen and something else. Then they gave me a lot of medicines, did some radiation, transfusions, and chemotherapy to shrink and stop the cancer. I felt better. I won’t die,

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.”

Every evening Merab begs his mom to give him medicine. He can’t explain what hurts him and says there’s a fire in his legs. His mom has been suffering with him for 14 years, carrying him in her arms. Sometimes he has such strong spasms that his mom fears he might break all his bones while sitting in his wheelchair.
Madonna: Merab was born prematurely, weighing less than two kilograms. They placed him in an incubator and assured me that everything would be fine. But for some reason, I felt that nothing good awaited us. Until he turned one, he cried so much, never stopped! Even the doctors couldn’t understand what was wrong, what was bothering him. Then he was diagnosed with cerebral palsy. Here they told us that surgery would help, while in Turkey they said that surgery would only worsen the situation, that cerebral palsy is incurable. So I resigned myself…

“Since childhood, I dreamed of becoming a soldier. I wanted so much to defend my homeland. And now I know that I will be confined to this bed for the rest of my life,” little Georgiy said these words with deep sorrow, as if pouring his heart to me. And I immediately lost all the words of support I had prepared to say to the boy. 14-year-old Giorgi has Duchenne muscular dystrophy (progressive). The child cannot move around even with the help of a wheelchair. The muscles of all his organs are exhausted. This disease has not reached only the heart muscle. “What will happen then?” The child will die,” was the reply of Nana, Giorgi’s mother, and she wept bitterly. – I even feed him lying down… If I had a special bed, he would at least eat sitting down.”

If we don’t help, Tsitsi will slowly die, and her little brother Nikoloz will never see light! Those eyes will never see the light of day. Nikoloz will never know how beautiful his mother and sisters are. Nor will he see the poverty that surrounds him. Nor will he see his beloved father’s terrible heart attacks that make him fall to the ground and suffocate. He won’t see the horrible scar on his sister’s face that was left after surgery. Two years ago, she had a huge tumor removed from her brain.

Oh, my God! How do these poor people cope with so much misery? How do they manage not to become embittered and remain human? As you read this post, imagine yourself in Lia’s shoes for a moment. How long do you think you could hold on and not go insane?

“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.