Gyula Horn - Illness

Illness

Gyula Horn was hospitalized in August 2007 with a serious illness. Horn is being treated at Budapest’s Honvéd Hospital for a sleeping disorder, according to official reports, but other sources say he has a serious brain malfunction. According to newer informations his condition has deteriorated to the point that he is unable to leave the hospital. His condition has worsened to the point that he cannot leave the Honvéd hospital where he is being treated, and will miss out on the World Political Forum being held in Budapest, which has also seen the arrival of former Soviet leader Mikhail Gorbachev to Budapest. The website tried to find out if Gorbachev, a longtime friend of Horn’s, would visit him in the hospital, but was unable find confirmation of this.

On 9 October 2007, Hungarian daily newspaper Népszabadság's online version reported mistakenly that Gyula Horn died.

As of 2008, Gyula Horn is no longer able to recognise his friends and is suffering from an illness similar to Alzheimer’s disease. There were also reported that although Horn has lost weight, he is in good physical condition. Prime Minister Ferenc Gyurcsány was the last senior party official to visit him, the daily added. On 5 July 2011, the day of Horn's 79th birthday Népszava reported his state of health had not deteriorated; it continued to be stable. Senior Socialist Party officials presented him with a gift-parcel on the occasion of his birthday.

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