My story is so long and complicated that it's really hard to fit it into a few paragraphs. Some situations were so painful and traumatic for me that my head pushes them out of my memory. The story of my illness can begin with the day I was born, when it turned out that my left leg was twice as thick as the right one, and there were three large tumors on my back. They turned out to be an innervated and blood-supplied part of the body, and over time they mutated and attacked other parts of my body - buttock and leg. Every day I was in great pain, and the feeling of frustration that no doctor was able to help me or at least determine what was wrong with me was growing rapidly.In order to take confident steps, climb mountains, drive a car confidently and overcome all life's obstacles, I also have to undergo surgery on my leg, which became stiff over ten years ago, so I cannot bend it. Shortly after this event, the muscles in both my leg and buttock began to atrophy. When the first collection organized by Siepomaga reached its goal, we immediately set a date for spine surgery.