When I was born, they told my mom, "Prepare a coffin, not baby diapers!"

Friends, help me not to suffer at least during the night!

Levan: I am suffering! Living is very painful for me! My knees have turned into one big sore callus. It's painful to go down the stairs, but it's even more painful to stay at home trapped within four walls, like a condemned criminal. If I don't go outside, I'll most likely go insane. My mother can't carry me down anymore – I'm a grown adult. I have one dream – to stand on my feet and take at least one step. every day I pray to God for healthy and working legs. Perhaps He will hear me! For anyone who can hear me, I really, really need a proper bed! The mattress I sleep on now has rusty springs sticking out. When I turn, they dig into my skin. Well, I also need a wheelchair because I'm always borrowing one from kind people, but it's all broken. Lord, when will these trials end?! Help!