Abused white woman urgently needs help

 Below is the update on the story of an abused white woman who had her leg amputated just above the knee.  I posted this story on my other blog "Laura's Page" and you can follow the entire story here.

Unfortunately Natasha is on the streets with no sign of help from government departments, and private sectors. She is destitute, and has nobody to care for her.  The few homes she was in, have rejected her, and don't want her back, not even the public hospitals want to treat her. She is like an outcast, discarded and treated like a piece of dirt. NOBODY CARES. She sits on pavements during the day, and finds a hole to creep into at night to sleep. She does not have food, or clothing, she has nothing. Being disabled makes it worse.  She scrounges around for a few morsels of food to survive. 

Natasha has always depended on my help and as I am unemployed cannot offer the help she needs. Therefore I am desperately pleading with anybody reading this story to make a contribution to her.   As and when I do have something for her, I give to her. Right now, I need to find her a safe place to stay, a place where she can bath and get some rest, a place that will give her some food.  

If you want to contribute toward Natasha, then please use the DONATE button on the right hand side of this blog.  Please believe me that I will ensure that Natasha receives all donations and I will commit to updating regular updates with photos of her progress.

THANK YOU FOR CARING AND I AM SENDING YOU LOVING BLESSINGS.

 Here is the story - posted on August 4, 2016 

Abused White Woman Will have Foot Amputated -UPDATE

It has been over a year that I have not posted the update but have decided to tell the story. 

At Mother Theresa Home

 Today, Natasha is a new person, a different person, a woman trying to come to terms with the loss of a limb.  Yes, Natasha had to undergo the amputation of her leg just above the knee.  It has been a dramatic time or her and those who were with her during this life changing situation. 

Day after amputation

If you read the story published around the end of June last year, you would have known that Natasha was in the hospital, and there was deliberation on what would happen to the foot that turned gangrenous.  (Abused White Woman Will have FootAmputated)

Natasha was transferred to the Johannesburg General Hospital and underwent the operation; she was transferred back to the South Rand Hospital where she spent two months recuperating.  During this time, we managed to locate her family who was genuinely concerned and visited her promising to take care of her.  Her father promised to take her home and support her. There was a resounding amount of support from friends who willingly donated a wheelchair, clothing, and food.  Natasha was happy; she found her family. 

At South Rand Hospital

During August 2015 her father took her home. He lived in a one-bedroom flat, with his second wife and her daughter.  The lounge area was a bedroom, and Natasha shared this with her father.  At this time, she could not walk, had a lot of pain and depended on the family to help her bath, get dressed and eat. It was here that her amputated leg developed an infection, and she was taken back to the hospital.  The six weeks she spent with her father was traumatic, and caused friction between the family. I visited her occasionally and did not know what to do; everybody was complaining. The family could not cope and so one day, the stepmother took Natasha to the Welfare offices and left here there. Since then we have never heard from her father, he just vanished.  

wound infected

It was in September that the Welfare placed her in a home In a black township in Vosloorus. Natasha was unhappy, had no medication and isolated.  Natasha was sick; her leg was not healing and in need of desperate medical attention.  The sister at the home said she had to go back to the South Rand Hospital. It was arranged, and Natasha was back where it all started.

At Vosloorus home

Abandoned outside hospital

At the South Rand Hospital, the staff refused to treat her and banned her from entering the building. She was homeless sitting outside the South Rand Hospital waiting for help. The hospital refuse to treat her because her father removed her from the hospital before she was discharged. Thus the reason she was not given medicine when she left.
Sitting in a wheelchair, holding a bag of clothing, Natasha was once again homeless. It was hot, the middle of summer and nobody wanted to help her. I had to ask the security guards to watch her until we got some help. I phoned the Democratic Alliance (DA), the official opposition party and spoke to a counselor, who was willing to help. I was so thankful.  The DA counselor went to the hospital and took Natasha to a home in the South of Johannesburg.  From there she was placed in the Mother Theresa Home, in Yeoville, east of Johannesburg. 

It was at the Mother Theresa home that Natasha really cared for.  The sisters were wonderful, got her back to the hospital where she received proper medical attention. Natasha had medication, a clean bed to sleep in and food to eat. It was here that she learned to walk using a walker and then using crutches. The sisters helped her get a disability grant and for the first time, Natasha had her own money. It was here that Natasha experienced love and acceptance. 

At Mother Theresa Home

Natasha spent the last few months at the home growing and loving life. For the first time in years, Natasha had the opportunity to unburden the past and find stability.  During this time, her mother often went to visit, and a decision was taken for Natasha to leave the home and live with her mother. 

Unfortunately, Natasha did not know how to live outside the caring environment of the home and soon got up to mischief. It was no problem for her to get out of the house, walking with her crutches land up in the dark parts of town and become a victim of abuse.  Her poor mother was finding this tough as a single parent who had to work to pay the rent, was stressed about the wondering Natasha. 

Together we phoned the sisters at the home, and they agreed that Natasha could return.  Yesterday, her mother took her back to the Mother Theresa home. Now we keep praying that she will once again, learn to accept that life on the streets is difficult, horrible and dangerous.

At Mother Theresa Home

In closing, I still maintain that Natasha has spent her entire life alone, abandoned and traumatized. She has never had any formal education or love from family. Her whole life has been one of survival and intimidation. 

Rejection does have serious consequences, and however much Natasha has messed up her life, I still believe that her traumatic childhood, the rape, the drug lords, and abandonment have affected her mentally. She really does not understand the severity of the situation. She does not know how to survive anymore. She is shoved from one place to another, rejected, abused and mentally incapable of knowing the difference between right and wrong. is. She is like a child, lost and alone.