Anhelina entered this world too early, weighing just 1,750 grams. From her very first moments, life demanded strength from her that most people will never have to find. She spent her first days fighting simply to survive, surrounded by machines, uncertainty, and fear. And from the very beginning, I was there — watching, hoping, praying, and promising her that no matter what came next, she would never face it alone.
When Anhelina was four months old, a neurologist first spoke the words that shattered my heart: suspected cerebral palsy. I refused to accept it. I clung to hope, convinced that with enough effort, enough therapy, enough love, the diagnosis would disappear. I immediately began intensive rehabilitation, pouring every ounce of strength into helping my daughter move, grow, and develop. But at eight months old, when Anhelina still wasn’t reaching milestones like other children, the diagnosis was confirmed. Cerebral palsy became a permanent part of our lives.
In Ukraine, I fought for my daughter’s mobility every single day. Therapy sessions, exercises, hospital visits — our lives revolved around helping Anhelina gain as much independence as possible. And then the war came. Overnight, everything changed. We were forced to flee our home, escaping violence and fear, with nothing but essentials and a wheelchair. I left my country alone with my disabled child, carrying not only physical luggage, but the weight of fear, uncertainty, and responsibility that comes with being a single mother to a child with complex needs.
Today, Anhelina is 10 years old. She is a smiling, positive, and incredibly brave girl. She uses a wheelchair full time, but it does not define who she is. Anhelina has spasticity in all four limbs, which causes stiffness, pain, and severe difficulty with movement. Over time, this has led to subluxation of both hips — a condition that now threatens to progress into full dislocation. If that happens, Anhelina may lose the ability to even sit comfortably. For a child who spends her life in a wheelchair, this would be devastating.
So far, we have managed to slow the progression of her condition using botulinum toxin injections. For three years, this treatment helped reduce pain and muscle tension. But now, it no longer works. The options have run out, and the reality we face is frighteningly clear: without urgent surgical intervention, Anhelina’s pain will increase, her mobility will decrease, and her future independence will be taken from her piece by piece.
Anhelina urgently needs surgery on both hips — the right and the left. This is not a cosmetic procedure or an optional improvement. It is the only chance to relieve her pain, stabilize her body, and protect her from deeper, irreversible disability. The surgery alone costs
150,000 PLN, and that is only the beginning. Afterward, Anhelina will require long and intensive rehabilitation, a new adapted wheelchair, and a rehabilitation bike to support her recovery and maintain the results of the operation.
As a single mother, these costs are impossible for me to cover alone. Every day, I balance caring for my daughter, advocating for her needs, and trying to hold our lives together. I would give anything to spare her pain, to carry her suffering myself if I could. But this is one battle I cannot fight without help.
What makes this even harder is knowing how much life lives inside my daughter. Anhelina goes to school. She loves singing. She writes poetry, fairy tales, and songs. She dreams of one day performing in the theater, standing on stage and sharing her voice with the world. She calls herself a dancer — even if, for now, she dances with the help of her wheelchair. And she never gives up.
In her own words, Anhelina says she takes a step forward every day. She believes dreams come true — through miracles, hard work, doctors, self-belief, and the kindness of others. Her faith humbles me. Her strength inspires me. She does not ask for pity. She asks for a chance.
This surgery is not about walking. It is about living without constant pain. It is about sitting, learning, creating, dreaming, and growing. It is about giving a bright, talented girl the opportunity to continue building a future where her disability does not steal her joy.
I am asking for help because I have reached the limit of what I can do alone. Every donation, every shared word, every act of kindness brings Anhelina closer to the surgery and rehabilitation she urgently needs. You are not just supporting a medical procedure — you are protecting a child’s dignity, comfort, and future.
My daughter has fought since the moment she was born. With your help, she can keep fighting — not just to survive, but to live, dream, and shine.
