When my grandmother was on her death bed, she had been bed-ridden for weeks. She had also been handicapped before that for well over a year. Unable to even get up from bed she required help for even the simplest things. It is interesting how we all regress and start breaking down as we age. We need the help that small children need even to fulfill the simplest of tasks.
Well one day My Grandmother was near the end. Stuck in bed she asked my Aunt to help her to her chair in the corner so she can be near the photos of her children and grandchildren before she dies.
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