Soloviov Viktor

Two weeks ago, everything was alright, I was in Odessa oblast, working repair and overhaul gigs.

We were bleaching the walls of the cowshed. We were on a ladder: I was on the top, the guys were down.
I tripped and jumped down. It wasn’t very high, but my foot got into cow’s dung, my foot slipped, and as a result of this, I got a complicated fracture.
The foreman took me to a hospital, they put on a cast and sent me to Lviv.
I thought a woman I know would let me stay at her place for a month, but her kids objected. So, I had to go to the Baryshivka village to my cousin, but he refused to help me.
Due to this, I came to Kyiv railway station to live here for a while.
The very next day, my phone and all my money got stolen. It’s good they didn’t steal the documents.
Help me get in shape, please. As soon as I’m healthy and on my feet, I’ll find a way to properly thank you”