Spinal muscular atrophy type 2. Oblique pelvis “I live with my great-grandmother, she is 93 years old. My parents divorced when I was one and a half years old, I don't remember my father at all. I don't know anything about him. Apparently, he does not need me, like my mother ... I interfered with her ... "
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Those of you who constantly read patient stories on our site know that there are no simple stories. But what Mark wrote in his letter to the fund simply does not fit into any framework.
By his young age, the guy had to face illness, betrayal, and the threat of death. With the absence of dad. With the cruelty of my mother. With a life that hasn't had a day when nothing hurts.
We can say that no one is behind Mark's back.
We decided to cite Mark's letter in full. Read, please. We cannot rewrite it and make beautiful text. Because this letter contains all Mark.
Mark needs an operation. Not just urgent, but very urgent! We deliberately do not publish a photo of Mark's back, just believe me - the guy is sitting on the right costal arch, and his left thigh has practically grown into the armpit. This is unbearable pain. This is the inability to breathe. This is edge walking.
Mark does not have parents who could support him. He does not have an army of fans willing to give the last for the sake of his idol. He has nothing - except faith in people. Let's collect this huge, terrifyingly huge amount and pay for Mark's surgery. You are welcome!
Los Algodones, Sildenafil
My name is Mark. I am a ward of the “House with Mayak” hospice, program 18+.
I have type 2 spinal muscular atrophy.
Despite my physical limitations, I, like all young people of my age, try to live a full and fulfilling life: attending events, meeting friends, falling in love with girls. I dream of studying to be a psychologist, but so far there is no such opportunity. I'm a big fan of the emo subculture, I even changed my color in honor of it.
As a child, I suffered a severe intestinal infection: my mother did not observe hygiene standards, she fed from dirty dishes. They took me to the hospital, but after 3 days my mother wrote a receipt and took me home. And after a week I could not stand up. An intestinal infection accelerated the onset of the symptoms of my disease, which no one knew then - SMA type 2.
My parents divorced when I was a year and a half, I don't remember my father at all. Since then I have never seen him and do not know anything about him. Apparently, he doesn't need me, like my mother. Mom arranged her personal life, got married 2 more times. And she was not up to me, I disturbed her./p>
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I was physically abused by my mother. When I was sick, my mother did not look after me: she did not give me a drink when I was tormented by thirst. She did not come up to me, did not turn me around when I was very, painfully tired of lying in one position. She forbade everyone to come to me to help.
Once she tried to strangle me with a pillow, sealed her mouth with tape so that I would not call for help. Once, when I got sick, she gave me a strong dose of sleeping pills. As a result, I started to have memory lapses.
My health is deteriorating every day. It became hard to breathe, tachycardia became more frequent. At night I sleep with a ventilator, I can't sit for a long time, my hands have stopped working, my back hurts terribly.