Seven days of a life and death of doctor Lisa

How there lives the usual inhabitant of Moscow? From the house – in the underground, from the underground – for work, on work – coffee from the automatic machine, the salary from a cash dispense and news from the Internet. The sterile world. The usual capital vagabond lives so: from station – in the underground, from the underground – on station, also it is necessary to run all time: a bench to find on a lodging for the night, in the winter – a free pipe of a heating main, to drive dogs, to beat off from cops, to lick wounds… Too a life. Parallel.

Sometimes these two worlds are crossed. The woman by name of Liza Glinka keeps a diary on the Internet where tells about a life of those who at station, – for those who on work. And it read – behind a smoking cup of coffee. When does not write, it helps these vagabonds to survive: distributes at Paveletsky station sandwiches, milk and hot dishes and ties up it purulent wounds. Doctor Liza – so knows its virtual world…

From which sometimes it is possible to leave and glance to it in подвальчик on Pjatnitsky, in office of its fund «Fair help», and to bring milk in small bags with a tubule or medicines under the list – зелёнку, iodine, bandage, antibiotics… It very much is necessary to It. On Wednesdays she feeds and treats vagabonds. On other days of week – “calls”: from Muscovites and the inhabitants of the nearest Moscow suburbs dying on houses. By training doctor Liza – the doctor. The doctor of palliative medicine. That when already it is impossible to rescue – can facilitate only. To anaesthetise, take a hand in hands, to bring pampers and diapers.

It began the pediatrist in America. Has moved for the husband-lawyer to Kiev. Searched to itself for business. Has found: has constructed the first hospice in Ukraine. To have a look at it there has arrived Vera Millionshchikova who has opened the first hospice in Moscow. In delegation there was also husband Lizy Glinka – has come to look, than the wife who could sit in 5-roomed apartment is engaged and bring up sons. On one of patients to whom not for long remains to death from a cancer, there was a pyjamas. Good. To a pain the acquaintance. The husband has learnt a pyjamas. It was its pyjamas. Миллионщикова has asked, looking round brand new chambers: «all has bought?» Liza has quickly nodded. The question was inopportunely. The husband only has lifted eyebrows, and has noticed at home: «And I all thought that so spirits have strongly risen in price …»

… On Tuesday Liza Glinka has told that takes with itself «on a call». To the dying. One of those whom did not take in a hospice, who does not have minimum conditions for decent death – the pampers anaesthetising, those who descends for fear from mind… Speak, doctor Liza is able to console … But we have not gone anywhere. Next morning I have read in ЖЖ: «on April, 7th. The call from a city situated near Moscow yesterday has arrived. Neighbours, not that distant relatives called not that. The woman is sick. Age about 60 years. A family named асоциальной. The patient lies on a floor. Without clothes. It is covered пролежнями. The door is beaten out for a long time, and the input in apartment is opened. We were on other call and could not have time to arrive the same evening. In 4 mornings the patient has died. On a floor. The things collected for it remained in a luggage carrier of my car».

- How in you it is combined? One gives everything, but they профукали the life, and the second cling even to those remains of days which it remained …

- All of us are people. In our life we – and not just vagabonds – make different mistakes. I simply love all of them.

She has told that about it it is not necessary to write: «we will have only even more patients, and assistants I will not increase …» With patients I can do of nothing. And that who reads newspapers, instead of takes cover them at night, I inform: old “fast” has had an accident, doctor Liza saves for the new. And still: it always can bring milk – what never itself you will give to the vagabond from the underground. And pampers: for those it cannot already rescue whom even.