“She doesn’t have anyone!”

–The grandson will come, I’ll give him the candy!
The nurse whispers:
–She doesn’t have anyone! They all died, the grandson died, but she keeps waiting.
Zhenya was in Kalinovo, LPR, with New Year presents not only for kids. There is also a hospice in that forgotten, grey zone place where the war still goes on. I was there two years ago. At the entrance there was a Grad rocket casing being used as an ashtray. A big iron pipe bearing death, for ashes. People smoke, laugh.
There are 37 patients now. Some of them have been there for a long time, I recognized some of their faces on photos…because they have nowhere else to go. They have no home, no relatives, can’t take care of themselves on their own. Otherwise it’s all new faces.
I remember well how two years ago, after such visits, our Moscow Zhenya had his blood pressure spike right in the car. And I, once back in Moscow, was struck down by panic attacks.
How are they doing? To be honest–it defies description.
No TV, no radio. Is there anything to do? Not really, other than staring at the ceiling. There are beds even in corridors, the place is packed. But it’s clean, and the staff there are genuine heroes.
But just imagine: the hospice is on the line of separation. There’s war there, that’s a given.
When I was there last time, a day before the visit a shell knocked out cafeteria windows. That’s a normal thing there. To the point that people only laugh when you ask about it.

Our team brought New Year’s presents to the patients and all the staff, including the boiler room crew. Altogether 79 individuals.
Zhenya writes: “Some of the patients were happy like children, others were gritting their teeth trying not to cry. Yet others held their presents in stunned silence…”
Friends, thank you for your participation in our New Year action!
This is our fourth report about it. Look at the photos, scroll through them–don’t be lazy!
Thank you!
For your team, New Year’s greetings specifically at hospices are a uniquely important thing.
I know that for some of these patients this is the last event of this kind. I remember that awful feeling when you don’t know what to say, what to do? Wish them health? Good fortune? Yet one must.
Thank you!

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