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February 11, 2021 “Sleep, my dear, I am with you, I am near! Do not be afraid! Breathe calmly, I will help … I would breathe instead of you if I could, I would suffer instead of you, and not together with you if I could! Mommy, you are meaning of my life. Do not leave me!” 33-year-old Bacho repeats these words as a prayer and looks into the eyes of his mother during her attacks of suffocation.
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0901200270He does not sleep. If he falls asleep, it can cause the death of his dearest person, because his mother has attacks of suffocation, and she can asphyxiate at any moment. What if Bacho will sleep at this time? What if he suddenly does not have time to pick his mother up in his arms, does not have time to call an ambulance or open a window and give her a breath of fresh air? How will he live with that? What will he tell God? That he couldn’t take care of his mom? He won’t be able to forgive himself for this!
That’s why, even during our interview, he sat next to his mother, held her hand and listened to her breathing.
– Bacho, what problem made you seek help?
Bacho: Our situation is simply deplorable … My mom is very sick, she almost does not get out of bed, she cannot, and I do not leave her. I can’t leave her alone, attack may start at any moment, and if there is no one nearby, something irreparable will happen. My father died 8 years ago … Since then, my mother and I are completely alone. I have no one else to care about.
– Has your mother been in this condition for a long time? What happened to her?
Bacho: We are refugees. She had to endure so much … When we arrived here, in Martvili, at first, we lived in a barn. My father and mother earned a living by hard work, not taking a break from the hoe and shovel. Apparently, my mother caught a cold then and did not pay attention… That is what the doctors said – these are the effects of neglected pneumonia. But, probably, not only that, she had to go through a lot – she had to leave her family home and everything that she acquired by hard labor and back-breaking work. The death of her baby daughter, the endless torment here, the struggle for survival, illness, and death of my father. She is not just sick – she is morally crushed… Sometimes she just lies and cries quietly. What to do, how to help her? How can I ease her pain? Physical, mental… It is especially difficult at night – she suffers from suffocation, sometimes I do not sleep until dawn, I bring her to the window to let her breathe. An ambulance comes to us 2-3 times a week.
– Can you tell me more about her disease? What is the diagnosis?
Bacho: My mom had often complained about shortness of breath, constant weakness. Then she started having frequent attacks of suffocation. She was admitted to the hospital, but the local doctors could not cope with her illness. They sent us to Kutaisi, and there it turned out that my mom needed an urgent operation on her lungs. For a long time, she only breathed with the help of a respiratory machine. They operated her on and removed crystallized pus from her lungs. I actually lived in the Kutaisi hospital for three months. I cannot say that the situation has improved much. The only thing is that attacks of suffocation are not so frequent now – 2-3 times a week, they used to happen several times a day.
– Is there no way to help her?
Bacho: Emergency doctors advised us to buy an inhaler, small, portable one. This is the only thing that can alleviate her condition. They are expensive, we cannot afford it. Besides that, my mother constantly needs pills for blood pressure, a sedative… My poor mother, her whole life is endless suffering…
– Bacho, I see that you and your mother had to endure a lot of grief, please share your pain and memories with us.
Bacho: My mother and father and I arrived here with the first wave of refugees from Abkhazia. Not long before that, my father was taken prisoner, they took him away right from home at night. For a month we did not know whether he was alive or dead … He used to be a healthy, very strong man. When he returned back, half of him was left. Only God knows what he went through there … They beat him cruelly, did not give him food. He was saved by miracle thanks to the exchange of prisoners. Soon our entire village was kicked out of our homes, put on a bus, we were only allowed to take one bag with a change of clothes. On the way, my sister caught a cold and died, she was only 7 months old. She just stopped breathing right in my mother’s arms. My mother still remembers this, sobbing and wailing bitterly. So many years have passed, but he can’t come to terms with that… When we found ourselves in Adler, people mad with horror took the “Kometa” ship by force, and we sailed to Adjara on it.
– How did you find yourself here?
Bacho: I don’t even know how we got here to Martvili. My father was from this village. We lived horribly in some barn; my parents earned a living with their backbreaking work. Soon, dad started having serious health problems, he suffered terrible stomach pains. We just moved in here then, this was a distressed building – the state repaired it and provided it to refugees, we were given one room here. Dad had to be operated on… He died right on the operating table, the surgeons then recalled with horror what state all his internal organs were in … Numerous chronic bruises and injuries, his whole intestine rotted, excuse me for such details …
– Do you remember anything – your parent’s house and how you escaped from there?
Bacho: I was only 4 years old then, I don’t remember much, but this feeling of fear, pain, confusion stuck in my brain. I vaguely remember my parents’ house. Our garden, the balcony on which I loved to play … As my mother called me to watch “Limpopo”, it was such a TV program for children. I would give a lot to return there … It’s a dream. Maybe our home has been gone a long time ago, but these memories make my soul warm … (Bacho averts his blurred gaze and sighs bitterly.)
– We are so sorry, Bacho! None of your relatives is left?
Bacho: I have an uncle, cousins and a sister … But they themselves are in such a situation that they can hardly help anyone. My uncle had been operated on his heart twice, his son suffered a cerebral hemorrhage, he needed a lot of money for treatment, he had to take loans …
– Did you address the local authorities for help?
Bacho: Many times! I have written lots of applications. The only thing I managed to achieve was a 100 lari aid, twice a year. And you still need to write every time and remind about yourself.
– Sorry for the personal question, don’t answer me if you don’t want to. How did it happen that you don’t have your own family? You haven’t met that only person?
Bacho: Why not, I will answer you. I was in love when I was young. It was a big, real love, at least it seemed to me so… We met for three years, but the girl I loved chose another man. Let’s just say she chose well-being. What could I give her? A refugee who has absolutely nothing. I wanted to study at the university, but it did not work out, I had to work in agriculture, to earn a living. It was then when my father’s health has dramatically worsened. We buried him, then my mother fell ill. And all these personal feelings have faded into the background. And besides that, my mother and I live in this tiny room together. I can’t work, there is no one to leave her with, we ourselves can hardly make ends meet, how can I think about the marriage? And she worries about this even more, she wants me to find my love, dreams of grandchildren…
– What means do you live on?
Bacho: We get an allowance – 100 GEL and my mother’s pension – 250 GEL. That’s all. Almost half is this amount is spent on medications, and the other half I immediately give back to the grocery store, where we have an eternal debt. I always give it back at the end of the month and then take debts again. Thank that they agree to wait, they put themselves in our place.
– You don’t work at all?
Bacho: Sometimes I manage to find a part-time job in the village, earn some extra money. But it happens rarely. Mom can feel bad at any time. I often come back, and there is an ambulance at the door. Or my neighbors call, and I have to leave everything and run home … I must admit, I’m afraid, I’m afraid to lose her. Mom is my only family member. Most of all I am afraid that in my absence something could happen to he … And I won’t have time …
– Nobody helps you?
Bacho: Only refugees live in this building. Poor people like us, who had to leave their homes, who lost everything, were left without a roof over their heads. Of course, misfortune has brought us together, and we all do our best to support each other. The neighbor stays with my mom if I need to go out. Recently, a neighbor bought a new heater and gave us the old one. Now, thanks to him, we are more or less warm, we have hot water, and this is a great relief!
– Bacho, do you believe in God?
Bacho: Yes, we are a religious family. I used to go to church on Sundays quite often. I still try to do my best now, if my neighbor agrees to stay with my mother for a while. We pray at home and light candles. Mom constantly whispers prayers …
– How can we help you? What do you need first of all?
Bacho: First of all, I need an inhaler for my mom – this would greatly ease her condition. I wouldn’t have to call an ambulance all the time, which may be late one day …
It is very embarrassing for me to ask for help, but our situation is hopeless indeed. I saw your posts on social networks, and I got a hope that they could help my mother too, and I do everything in my power.
I take care of my mom and do all the housework – I clean, cook, wash by hand … We need a refrigerator very much. We cook simple dishes, but it is impossible to cook anything for a couple of days – everything turns sour. There is a lot of washing and this is a problem. A washing machine would be of great help. But what am I talking about? We cannot even dream about that with our income. We need food and medications. We will be grateful for any help. And my mother would be very happy, it would prolong her life…
– I would like to ask one more question, which may seem inappropriate to you, but still: what is your biggest dream?
Bacho: I only dream about my mother being by me for longer. I’m not a little boy, but you will probably agree that mom is the dearest person, no matter how old you are. That’s my only dream – my mother to live long and so that her suffering will be relieved at least a little.
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Friends, our compatriots Bacho Jojua and his mother Louisa went through a lot of pain and sorrow. The poor woman remembers nothing but suffering and loss, and now a terrible illness torments her. Bacho devoted himself entirely to caring for her. Having lost his father, he is trying to save his only loved one – his mother.
Louisa Jojua really needs an inhaler – this is the only thing that can alleviate her condition. Bacho took over not only caring for his sick mother, but also all the housework. A refrigerator and washing machine would be of great help to him. They are also in dire need of food and medications.
You can visit them and provide all possible help to the Jojua family.Their address is: Martvili, Refugees settlement, 114 Mshvidoba Str, Apartment 5.
Or you can call Bacho and cheer him up with your kind words! Phone: 577 92 40 45.
Please repost our publication. Let your friends know about the grief of this family! It’s extremely important!
God gives us chances to care about people who are unable to take care of themselves. Do not pass by someone else’s trouble! Those poor people are sent to us by heaven so that we could prove not by words, but in deeds that we trust in God!
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.
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We have already helped many disadvantaged people! Let’s support Bacho and his mother Luisa, as no one is immune to bad luck! And who knows, maybe someday we ourselves will need help of strangers!
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God, let me return the favor to these kind people with the same kindness!
REPOST, MY GOOD MAN! LET YOUR FRIENDS ALSO PARTICIPATE IN THE WORK OF MERCY!
Louisa Jojua and her son Bacho. Our last story was about the troubles and hardships that this family had to go through: their expulsion from Abkhazia, their personal losses, mother’s excruciating illness. We left them with a heavy heart, calling all our readers, all of Georgia to help them.
But we always come back to bring the good news. We are back with victory. All together we have defeated despair and suffering. Look at Mrs. Louisa’s smile! It is worth a lot, it is priceless, when you know what this wonderful woman went through. This smile is your merit, it’s a reward to each of you! Well-done, friends!
Bacho and his mother Louisa are no longer alone. Thanks to you, Bacho has more time and energy to quickly sort our housework and take care of his sick mother. “A miracle happened – thanks to you my biggest dream came true,” – Bacho says, hugging his mother tightly. – “Maybe the Lord will hear me again? I believe in Him!”
“We were so happy! I even forgot about my sores. Our fridge is full. What a happy life!”
– Bacho, it looks like a lot has happened since our post was published. How has your life changed?
Bacho: I still often can’t hold back my tears. It is difficult to express with words the immense gratitude that my mother and I feel. You can’t even imagine what a huge joy it was when they brought a refrigerator and a washing machine to us! I could hardly buy food on credit before, and it was impossible to store it for a long time – it was going bad in a very short time. I wanted to cry when I had to throw away food. It was especially hard in the summer. My mother and I often went hungry. Because we cannot afford the luxury of buying groceries every day. I had to devote a lot of time to household chores. It is not easy for a man to cook, wash, and clean all the time!
I want to say a huge thank you to all those who did not stay indifferent to our trouble and helped us. I realize that often the money was cut off from someone’s family budget. All these people also have their own problems that need to be solved. But they are still so kind that they help others. God, let me return the favor to these kind people with the same sensitivity and kindness!
“My son took the entire housework on him.It’s such a help for Bacho, such a salvation! “
– Bacho, your family got many new friends after the publication. Would you like to single out any of them?
Bacho: I would like to cordially thank everyone who provided us help and called us with the words of support. I want to say a special thank you to the person who sent the inhaler for my mom. She can forget now about her terrible suffocation attacks for a while. My mother’s condition during the seizures has eased. Unfortunately, I cannot name this person publicly, but the Lord knows his name, and He will reward him. I can only say that he is a migrant from Georgia, who lives in the United States now, and his mother, who remained in her homeland, suffers from asthma. Our problems are familiar and close to him. By the way, he read the post in America, and he immediately reacted – he sent us an inhaler. When we learned that it was about to be brought here from Kutaisi, we got so happy! It was a huge gift and a relief for us! Every time my mother started suffocating because of fit of coughing, my heart skipped a beat! Now I can sleep soundly and have time for a part-time job.
– How did the local authorities react to your problem?
Bacho: Almost in no way, to be honest. We managed to register our small apartment of 35 square meters – thanks for that. But they thought that this was more than enough, and they forgot about us. Although I know for sure that they read your article about us. What will the social assistance of 100 GEL be enough for? What food can you buy with this money? What medications can you purchase for your sick mother?
– And didn’t they show up even before the elections?
Bacho: You know, this time no one even bothered themselves much. (Bacho smiles skeptically.) Previously, at least they worked to promise something and formally gave you something scanty. And now they are too lazy even to do this – no one came. And we don’t believe them. The help and support of ordinary people, the support of your Fund is much more important for us.
– Our readers will be pleased to hear this and know that their efforts have made you a little bit happier.
Bacho: You really help. Not in words, but in deeds. I will answer with the words of my mother. Not believing her eyes when a washing machine and a refrigerator appeared in our house, she said in Megrelian: “Son, we’ve disturbed so many people! I will not take all this to the next world, so use these gifts yourself. And no matter how many times you look at them, never forget those people who gave you this happiness, and never get tired of doing good.”
Mom gave me the order: “Remember and pay with kindness”
– What a wonderful mother! May God grant her a very long life, strength and health.
Bacho: I was worried about her so much. And what you have done is not just a gift. This is a contribution to her life. And this is all thanks to your post. When your mother suffocates, grabs her throat with her hands, turns blue in front of your eyes and you realize that you can do nothing for her, you can go crazy! You call an ambulance and, with a shuddering heart, you count the minutes, even seconds, until the doctors arrive. And your mom convulsively gasps for air, holds your hand and looks with a fading gaze directly into your eyes. And you are simply helpless, tears choke you, but you cannot help her in any way, because there is no medication. That’s how we lived!
Thanks to God and that good man! Now mom can help herself with the inhaler. When we call an ambulance, she can hold on quite calmly until it arrives. And you know how much energy the housework takes. Mom cannot do anything around the house, she completely depends on me. I could not even imagine before how much time a washing machine saves! Now I can devote the time that I have freed up to my mother. Although she wants me to arrange my life.
– And what do you think? Has anything changed in your personal life, Bacho?
Bacho: Nothing changed so far. I hope for the Lord’s mercy in this matter. Everything that happens in our life is His will.
Like your Fund coming to us. You came to help us at the most critical moment. We will never forget that. This is a manifestation of God’s mercy, it means that my prayers to the Almighty have been heard. I could not even imagine before that there are so many kind people around. And this is a real life lesson that the Lord taught me!
– What message would you convey to all disadvantaged people, whose lives started to resemble hell, for various reasons?
Bacho: At first, I was embarrassed to ask someone for help. But I realized that I had to save my mother. And that’s why I wrote to you. And now I know for sure that I was not mistaken. Now we have hope that we are not alone in trouble. I realized that there are people who are ready to lend a helping hand and support us. And they have really helped! So, I want to tell people who are in trouble, like my mother and I – believe, act, do not fall into despair and do not give up! God will certainly hear you.
– Bacho, what other help do you and your mom need? What is vital for you, what are you dreaming about? We realize that your mother’s disease has not gone away, and tomorrow you may face new problems. Let’s try to solve them together.
Bacho: Thanks a lot! I feel awkward talking about it. Although, our problems have not gone away indeed, in particular our financial problems. Out of 100 GEL of social allowance, it is almost impossible to allocate any money to buy medications for my mother. She needs pills to stabilize her blood pressure, to relieve suffocation attack, to improve her breathing. They are very expensive. Especially those that really help and improve her condition. I know that soon I will be spending nights at her bedside again so as not to miss an attack, because the inhaler does not last forever. And I will hold her hand again. And God forbid me to let it out!
It is hard to pay for utilities, but I still can somehow solve it. We save electricity and water as much as possible. If Mom has medications, I will have more time to work. And I can earn more. And of course, I have somehow to arrange my personal life. I am already 33 years old. Mom would like to wait for her grandchildren. (Bacho smiles.) And I cannot leave her for days, because for any person a mother is the most important person!
“My decision to write to you was really great! You saved my mom”
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Friends, let’s all together help the Jojua family, not letting sick Louisa and her caring son Bacho be left alone with their problems! The sick woman still needs expensive medications, and her son needs peace of mind about his mother’s health and the opportunity to devote time to work. They pray to God and ask for help!
So, over and over again, let us unite with love and help the Jojua family.
You can call Bacho yourself or visit them in Martvili, in the refugee settlement, Mshvidoba street, house 114, apartment 5.
Our Fund’s accounts are:
#GE15TB7194336080100003
#GE42LB0115113036665000
#GE64BG0000000470458000
(purpose: The Jojua family).
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.
You can also transfer money from our website. https://chernovetskyifund.ge/en/projects/finished/689-jojua/reports/
It is also possible to transfer money from TBCpay and ExpressPay 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 good news for you – now you can read the stories of our beneficiaries on Instagram: https://www.instagram.com/chernovetskyi.fund/ and Telegram: https://t.me/ChernovetskyiFund.
You can also call them, because many drops of water make an ocean
Even if you dial once this special number, it might save someone’s life. 0901 200 270. God bless you!
Let’s believe that helping others, we take care of our own souls and draw closer to Lord through the suffering that we share with them!
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