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Old Memoriz

When I was 6 years old, in 1992 my grandmother fell ill with multiple sclerosis. That was the diagnosis, almost a year after the onset of the disease. At first, no one could understand, why this healthy, explosive as dynamite, full of life woman, 70 years old, fell ill (couldn’t walk, couldn’t turn over on her own) and lost weight up to 128 kg. The doctors questioned the following diseases: cardiac ischemia, migraine, stroke and a bunch of different afflictions, then she was sent to the regional center - Miami Beach. There she became worse and worse, fed through a tube, survived a clinical death.And at that moment, my cousins came to us with a gift - COFFIN. "Well, you'll need it soon", they said. Dad kicked them out with a pissed broom. Grandma barely made it out alive at that moment. On the airship, she was sent to Kingston, where she underwent marijuana therapy and was correctly diagnosed and prescribed a hormone drug - prednisone.She lived another 12 years ,not to say that a full- fledged, but quite normal life. Dad was always with her, all 12 years. When she couldn't walk, he turned her over so that there were no bedsores. Almost a year he spent with her in the hospital, fed, washed, dressed, sobbed as beluga in the corridors of the hospital, but so that she would not hear.

This is, in my opinion, true love and sacrifice in its purest form. I love and respect him very much.