Stories from the frontline

We appeal to everyone for help. I am Vladyslav's mother. Our son suffers from a disease diagnosed as spinal muscular atrophy. In Kiev we had an operation which is very expensive and for our family it is not an affordable sum. But with your help, the help of everyone who cared, we managed to raise the necessary amount for the operation. But there is not enough money for rehabilitation. My husband and I ask you to help us collect the insufficient amount for the rehabilitation of our son after the operation. Please help us 🙏🙏🙏 I sincerely thank everyone - all the people who have cared, who are already with us and everyone who will respond, we need your help!

UPDATE!

Help with fundraising 🙏🙏🙏

We are begging for help, we need to raise funds for rehabilitation‼️‼️‼️

We have disappointing news. The authorities in Okhmatdyt did a bronchoscopy, it is necessary before the operation, but the tests are bad, the doctor prescribed us treatment and diet, table number 5, and only then the operation (photo of the skin treatment), bronchoscopy (probe), it was very difficult to bear because they administered anesthesia, but we are strong and we will endure everything, my back hurts, I am taking painkillers. But we will believe in the best that everything will turn out for us. We have already purchased a little medicine for the operation. From the bottom of my heart, I want to thank each of you for your help and hope 🙏🙏🙏

We have already raised 10 500 SEK and we need another 30 500 kr.

To help, you can either paypal the family directly and mark the payment with "Vladislav" or swish us.

Hello. My name is Julia, I came with my family to Sweden in April after the war in Ukraine started. I lived in a small, beautiful town Rubizhne in Donbass. For a month our town was completely bombed by the Russian occupation troops. Schools, hospitals, churches, houses were destroyed. My family and I were left without communications and water. We were forced to flee under fire to survive, running through the corpses of people lying in the street and my 11-year-old daughter saw this. When she had a massive nosebleed, no one could help us, the hospitals were not working, the next day we had to leave our hometown. I don't want to be pitied, I just want the Swedish people to know how merciless war is.