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Birthday 09.09.1942
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Bank of Georgia
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My dream is not to die before my grandson!
Malardo: These words may seem terrible to someone, and some will even think that I am cursing my grandson, but when you know what happened to him, you will understand me. He is 24 years old, and he is bedridden. He has severe form of cerebral palsy and epilepsy. Sometimes his seizures long for hours and after the seizures I can barely bring him to his senses. His parents abandoned him and found happiness elsewhere. His mother and father started new families and had other children, and they left sick Soso to his fate. I’m the only one who needs him; he wouldn’t live a day without me. My legs can’t hold me anymore. And I have to change his diapers several times a day, wash him, clean him, feed him, put ointment on his back to prevent bedsores. And I’m already 80 years old. My knees hurt, my fingers are twisted from rheumatism, my blood pressure goes wrong, but I don’t dare get sick. If I die, Soso will be buried next to me, because nobody needs him. My only wish is that my grandson’s suffering would be alleviated just a little bit. Right now, he’s lying on an iron bed that’s falling apart. If we had a normal comfortable bed – it would be just great. Also, I really need diapers and hygiene products so I can take care of him properly.
One more thing…it hurts me so much in my old age to sit next to my grandson on a broken chair! I am eighty years old. If only I had an old rocking chair… But that’s just a dream…!
The dreams of a lonely grandmother with a sick grandson have come true!
Malardo: God hears my prayers! Not a single prayer is lost in the heavens! My day begins and ends with prayers for all of you—people I don’t even know. What have you done, my dear ones? How did you do it? You took these funds from your family budget and gave them to my unfortunate grandson? It was so hard for me to change and feed him on that old, dilapidated couch! I couldn’t even imagine that there are special beds for bedridden patients. Now it’s comfortable for both of us, and he is not in pain!
My poor boy. He is only 24 years old and has been bedridden since birth. He suffers from severe cerebral palsy and epilepsy. Sometimes his seizures last for hours, and after each episode, I can barely bring him back to consciousness. His parents abandoned him and found their happiness elsewhere. His mother and father started a new family and had other children, leaving poor Soso to his fate. He is only needed by me; he wouldn’t survive a day without me. But it turns out, my dear ones, that he is needed by you too! Sometimes, complete strangers become closer than a mother and father…
