When was Raziyat especially happy? Maybe now, when she calls her six-year-old son Shamil and says, "I'm coming home for a whole week, my love.
Her son and two daughters are waiting for their mother in Makhachkala. So far from Moscow that she has seen them only three times in six months of treatment.
Raziyat was also happy as a child, when she lived with her parents, brother and sister in the mountain village of Kharbuk. She was also happy later - when she was promised in marriage. She was very lucky - she truly loved her husband: "If I was offered a choice now, I would choose him again.
Raziyat's husband died in an accident at work, and she was left alone with three children.
Happiness began to appear rarely, in glimpses. From the smile of a son who hadn't known his father since childhood. From her daughters' singing in the morning. From the chance to just be at home, all together.
Raziyat devoted all of herself to her children - she didn't live poorly, but she didn't know the need either. But after six years of such a life she began to get tired. She literally fell from fatigue on the spot. And then suddenly she had a toothache. When it was extracted, the blood didn't stop for three days. That's when Raziyat found out that she had blood cancer - acute lymphoblastic leukemia.
She cried with fear, and the doctor said: "Lucky. If the disease had not been detected in time, you would not have lived even three months."
Raziyat was happy again - as bitter as tears.
Since then she has been in Moscow for six months, far away from her children. Several chemotherapy courses, one more difficult than the next, and an endless struggle for life. Raziyat says she will be happy when the doctors say "The tests are good, there are no cancer cells in the blood. This happiness comes with a price: the cost of the drugs Blinatomomomab and Venetoclax, which can put her in remission.
Raziyat can't afford that kind of happiness. But it can be collected bit by bit from each of us.
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