Word: treatment
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Dates: during 1980-1989
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...week Alfred A. Knopf, Inc., is publishing, and TIME is excerpting, the book that Bonner wrote during her six-month visit to the West (Alone Together; 272 pages; $17.95). In it she recounts the fight that she and her husband waged to get her to the U.S. for medical treatment. She also confirms that Andrei Sakharov's memoirs, repeatedly stolen and repeatedly reconstructed, a document certain to be of surpassing interest, have somehow survived. "(His) book will come," says Bonner. "It already exists." And it is in the West...
...certain papers." Without listening to anything else, I got upset and shouted, "The KGB can go f itself!" Andrei said calmly and quietly, "Just listen to me. They want you to write that if you are given permission to travel to see your mother and children and to get treatment, you will not hold press conferences, see reporters, or this or that." When I realized that all they wanted was for me to keep my mouth shut in the presence of the press, I said, "With pleasure!" Then I asked, "What do they want from...
...come to see him that morning and had said that Gorbachev had given him orders to handle the situation with Sakharov. So I sat down at my typewriter, and wrote: "In case I am allowed to travel abroad to see my mother, children and grandchildren, and also for treatment, I will not hold press conferences or give interviews. Elena Bonner. Sept. 5, 1985." Andrei's statement said, ". . . If my wife is allowed to travel abroad for treatment and to see her relatives, I plan to concentrate on scientific work and on my private life; however, I retain the right...
...lived quietly until May 2, 1984, though I dreaded the fact that Andrei would soon begin a hunger strike to persuade the authorities to allow me to visit the West for medical treatment. I had to go back to Moscow, and for some reason I carried in my purse the letters and appeals that Andrei had written, along with copies of my letters to the children revealing the hunger strike, and to Andrei. Why was I carrying them around? I don't know to this day what I was thinking of. As I was being led to board the airplane...
...Obukhov implied that Andrei's treatment was not his fault, but he was a victim of circumstances. I walked out of the hospital. A nurse suddenly appeared, leading Andrei by the arm. He was wearing the same light coat in which he had been taken away in early May and his beret. It didn't seem as if he had lost weight; he looked almost bloated. We embraced, in tears. We got in the car. We just sat and wept with our arms around each other. About 20 minutes passed...