"Never knew there were worse things than dyin

Mary has two groups of vulnerable people about 100 in all who attend at our clinic in Lusangazi. At a meeting for Gogos (Grannies caring for orphaned grandchildren), this little man who lives nearby arrived with his older brothers, 7 and 9, being carried around by them.
Having spoken and discussed with his nearest neighbours and relative, we realised that his mother was close by. A long conversation with the mother and other potential helpers ensued.
On the way home, Mary was at the stage of banging a few tables and the likes.
It transpires that the child, Fortunate, has cerebral Palsy, is four years old and 7Kg weight. When he was born the father left, the mother is ashamed, afraid, has no idea how to care for him, has no food, no job, no land and is desperate. She leaves home for what it seems long periods for any work she can find. The neighbours blame her and support is limited, as a result of their own poverty.
I suppose death may be an easy solution, but Mary is on it and never gives-up on anyone.
The picture shows Mary with mother, son and their nearest neighbour who has a squad of her own grandchildren to feed.
The solution is that they visit St John of God Clinic three times a month for nutrition and sensory clinics where he will be helped and get food. Chrissie on the farm will be be their alarm clock, making sure they attend, getting a taxi for them and paying for their return trip (from his fund).
The full story, so far, is horrific but he has a friend in Mary and life will be better, and our friends in DIT will help, I'm sure

Now do you know how lucky you are?