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2002 · A father's decision

At that time, neither MOLISAN nor any ready-made remedy existed yet. There was only one reason — my child.

My daughter had been seriously ill for a long time. Purulent tonsillitis kept returning, and eventually she had to undergo a tonsillectomy.

During that period, I would often sit with my books at night, reading, taking notes, searching, and asking myself one question: Was there really no other way?

That was when I decided that my other children would not go through the same pain.

This was not yet a business, a brand, or a plan to create a product. It was simply a father's decision — to find a solution to purulent tonsillitis.

Perhaps it was during those nights that the journey began which, years later, would be called MOLISAN.

2004 · Questions, books, and notes

At that time, I did not yet know where this journey would take me. There were only countless questions, books, notes, and a strong desire to find an answer.

Today, after all these years, as I leaf through my old notebooks, I realise that sometimes the most important discoveries begin quietly.

Not with grand announcements. But with one small idea that you simply refuse to let go of.

This story is only just beginning…

2005 · The first experiments

At that time, this remedy did not even have a name. There was no packaging, no label, and no complete certainty that everything would work out.

There was only a search. A search for a solution to a problem I had encountered very closely and very personally a few years earlier.

And so began long hours spent with books, notes, comparisons, doubts, and the first experiments.

Without any bold statements. Without attractive packaging or grand plans. Simply, step by step.

What would later become part of a long journey was, at the time, only a first experiment — the first attempt to understand whether it was possible to create a truly useful remedy.

Sometimes great things begin just like this — with a very quiet, almost imperceptible first step.

August 2008 · David’s personal story

In early August 2008, my family and I were staying with friends in Nigvzara, near Sachkhere. War broke out on 8 August. With five children, we were cut off from home; anxiety and uncertainty became part of daily life.

Under severe stress, I developed a trophic ulcer on my leg. After returning home, I began studying chronic wounds and the properties of ingredients, and prepared the first versions of a formulation for my own wound.

There was no ready-made solution at first: I tried different approaches, observed the changes and adjusted the formulation. Gradually, the wound became clean and closed. Eventually, the ulcer healed completely; a small pigmented spot remains to this day.

The work continued: the formulation was refined, observations accumulated, and photos and letters from other people began to arrive. This is how the range now represented by MOLISAN Bethlehem developed.

David Tomadze, founder of MOLISAN

2026 · Meeting again twenty years later

Twenty years after those days in 2006, we met again. This photograph means far more to me than just a meeting.

In 2006, Ms Tsiuri became MOLISAN’s first patient. Back then, together we watched every change and every small step forward, day by day — and I still remember her joy when she was able to walk again.

Today, Auntie Tsiuri is 85 years old. She stands beside me, smiling, and remembers those distant days with warmth now, rather than pain.

Perhaps these are the most precious moments in life — when, years later, you meet someone you once tried with all your heart to help, and see that they are well.

Thank you, Auntie Tsiuri, for the trust you placed in me 20 years ago.

May God keep you healthy, strong, and smiling like this for many more years.