He saved 2 lives

My father was diagnosed with rectal cancer. He was operated. And we are fighting! He is undergoing courses of chemotherapy, spent for the last almost all our money that was succeeded to save our family. But we believe! And for the first time we hope for the help. I understand that wanting people to help adult who has had to live - not so much. But this man, having 61 years old, had saved 2 lives! He saved a guy who was frozen in the cold with unconscious condition and 9-year-old girl that was followed by some weirdo. For the first time in my life I’m begging you to Save my Dad!

Remember the story from my childhood: I was wearing a red sweater, green trousers and sandals however he temperature of weather was +10 C. My dad dressed me! Yes, I was looked like a parrot. Otherwise, Dad was leading me up to swing! My dad would buy me an ice-cream! And, I, definitely, became dirty like a piglet! But, there is nobody in the world that can swing me as my daddy does! And nobody lifted me up on the shoulder if I am tired. Then we would be punished with my mum because there were sandals on my feet in autumn and there was an ice-cream in my hair also. Moreover, I had a snot nose in three streams…

Everyone has their one daddy, but he always defends and supports! He brought and pleased me. And now he needs a defend and support as a man with strong spirit but vulnerable to the dreaded disease - rectal cancer.

He is 61 years old and now I, his daughter, have to support him if he is tired of walking. The disease crippled a strong man before. 4 coerces of chemotherapy were passed. Each of the following became more painful and painful. The veins that burst, burns on hands, sleep disorders, exhaustion. And we continue to fight! Mom, Dad and I is our happy family. It seems so in the song? We are expected ahead by the doctor’s projections with 6-8 courses of chemotherapy. One course is 40 thousand USD. This is incredible money for our family! I am a daughter working in Kyiv. I live in a rented apartment on wages, no frills or luxuries. There is no support. I don’t have a husband. Mother is retired, but she still works to scrape together at least some penny. We are afraid to even buy an extra loaf of bread. I'm selling my clothes, shirts and even tights. Although before this trouble, I regularly gave clothes to children's orphanages. Now, I am ashamed of selling that would benefit disadvantaged children, but I want to see my dad LIVED very much!

This project was canceled, the amount collected is 3 800 UAH. The funds were disposed of in accordance with the Rules, Principles, and Procedures of the Ukrainian Philanthropic Marketplace (UBB) International Charitable Fund and the decisions of the Project Donors.

 

Name: Lebid Ivan, 1952 year of birth

City: Kherson

Diagnosis: adenocarcinoma of the 4th degree