Hello! My name is Liliana Vlaicu. I am 34 years old, on November 3, I will turn 35 and the last five and a half years have been a nightmare for me. The tragedy happened to me on August 14, 2012, when I was at work. I was very tired and I wanted to close the bar where I worked and clean up. I picked up the glasses from the hall and went to a special room, where cleansers are also stored. I needed a good degreaser, which was in a 30-liter bottle and had a very high concentration. That evening I was in a hurry and did not dilute it at once. Since there were 3 other people in the bar, I stopped for a while to drink a cup of tea. Being very tired, I confused cups and drank a glass with cleansing detergent. I realized this right after I swallowed it. I quickly ran up to those three people and asked them to call an ambulance. When I was brought to the hospital, I did not remember anything. In the morning, I underwent an emergency surgery, my stomach and esophagus were removed, as they were burned, destroyed, and they attached to my throat a special tube to connect me with a breathing apparatus. My husband was told that my chances of survival are around 1% and that he needs to prepare for the worst. I stayed for 3 months in a coma, then slowly began to recover. When the tube was removed from the throat to close the hole, I could not breathe through my nose or mouth, my airways were clogged, and I was told that I had to use the tube again. About a year later, they recovered my esophagus and stomach from my own gut. There were complications and I did a series of surgeries in order to eat normally, but, unfortunately, I still cannot do it.

I also cannot speak, I made several more surgeries, but with no real results. Now I need another difficult and expensive surgery. I got a chance at the Turkish clinic and contacted them. I was urgently summoned there, my case turned out to be very complicated because only 3 such surgeries like this were made in the whole world. For me, the price of the surgery is very high. The sum is too big, but the desire to recover and be with my dear 8-year-old daughter is much stronger. I live for her, she gives me the strength to fight and I want to work again in order to offer my child a better life. Please help me. Thank you.