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Started when my grandfather died, my grandmother became a stronger female figure. Even our savings still enough to make her happy, but basically she cannot stay at home, and always wants to do her activities. so from thence her children allowed her to take care of all the relics from my grandfather, to get rid of bored. One day, precisely on Sunday she complained her legs were difficult to walk long. our whole family just thought that indeed she didn't get enough rest. until finally the situation getting worse and the time came when she could only lay on the bed, she couldn't do anything, everything helped by others because her feet couldn't be moved at all. It turns out, she has a tumor. We continue to taking care of her, especially me. I tried to didnt stop taking care of her, because i realized that i wont to lose somone again, after i lost my lovely grandfather. All her children...