Since when I know for myself, something was not in order with my feet. When I was a little girl I began to go astray, but no one knew why. Having had surgery, I hoped it would be better... but it wasn't.

When I had my two children - my pride and my self - the pain became worse. My legs went numb, and every day I struggled with movement. Sometimes I barely made it to the baths, but I fell into a hole. Since then, I can no longer go. The pain is inhuman. I have been drinking medicines every day, but even these are of little help. I need another operation on both hips. Without it... I could not get up again.

I have a daughter and a son - 13 and 15 years old. They look at me helpless every day. They cry. They dust me:
Mommy, will you get up again?
And I don't know what to say to them...

My husband is my greatest support. He does what he can. But, we are not happy. I am not nearly happy about the operations that are being saved for me. I don't have anything luxurious - just the chance to be able to hug the children standing on their feet again.

🙏Please, if you can - help. Every donation, every shared chorus, every person who reads and sympathizes is a light in my darkness.