During the war in Gagra, I was wounded in the leg by grenade fragments. The wound eventually healed. Later, on November 7, 2007, I was arrested during a protest and beaten. In 2008, I was again detained under false accusations.
While in Gldani Prison, during one of the beatings, I unfortunately tol…
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During the war in Gagra, I was wounded in the leg by grenade fragments. The wound eventually healed. Later, on November 7, 2007, I was arrested during a protest and beaten. In 2008, I was again detained under false accusations.
While in Gldani Prison, during one of the beatings, I unfortunately told my attackers that my right leg had been injured in the war and asked them not to strike that leg. They deliberately targeted it. The wound reopened and began bleeding. For forty days I begged for bandages and antiseptics, but was told none were available.
Eventually I ended up in the so-called Republican Hospital in Ortachala with a leg that was nearly gangrenous. God saved my leg, because I received virtually no treatment there. After being released from prison, on a friend's recommendation I treated the injury with Molisan. For years I had no further problems.
Five months ago, my elderly father-in-law, a two-meter-tall man, fell near the entrance to his building. I had to carry him up to the third floor. As a result, ulcers reopened on my leg. I spent several months using various “miracle” ointments without success. Then I remembered Molisan. I switched to it, and within two months achieved the results shown in the photo. I believe the wound will heal completely very soon. Thank you, Mr. David, for creating this remarkable medicine.
