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...!