I have three children, one of them is an eight-year-old disabled boy, Havriil Kaplenko. He is eight years old, he can't speak, walk, and sits poorly. Thank God, he learned to crawl a year ago. But despite this, we love him very, very much.

In our city, not only is there no money (I am not paid the allowance for a disabled child and for caring for him, and I can not work, because Havriusha requires constant care), but also in pharmacies very often there are no such drugs.

Living in Donetsk is getting harder, especially for us. With such a child, there is no way to leave, and it is scary to live in the city (bombings take place every day) and it is  very difficult (there is no possibility to get money at all).

When Havriusha was born,  we were very happy (the older children are two girls, they dreamed of a brother). When we found out that the child was ill, the world turned upside down. My husband could not walk. We tried to treat the baby in Kyiv, Moscow, Israel, Truskavets, Donetsk. To do this, we sold everything we had (houses and cars). Now we  are left without anything. Despite all our efforts, he  only learned to crawl.

The war began in Donetsk. This is a dead end. The responsibility for the older children remains, and we can do nothing.

The eldest daughter has completed four years of Donetsk National University of Economics and trade (bachelor), she needs to go to study for the fifth year, but there is nowhere to study and nothing to pay for it. There is no place to work. The middle daughter is in the 10th grade.

I feel terrible, because I can't take my older children away and help them because of a sick child.

I want to thank Rinat Akhmetov from the bottom of my heart and thank him very much for the medicines he purchased for my son. Rinat Leonidovych gave us a lot of help. Without these medications, my child could turn into a plant or even die.

I am writing this letter, and the bursts are heard behind the window

In addition to medicines, I receive humanitarian aid from the Rinat Akhmetov Foundation for a disabled child and myself every two weeks (I have already received it four times), which is 13 kilograms of food per person (it is really enough). All acquaintances, friends and neighbors get humanitarian aid from the Rinat Akhmetov Foundation. All residents are grateful to you.

I am writing this letter now, and I can hear bursts behind the window. It is creepy and scary. All problems can be solved, as long as there is no war.