Some time ago my grandmother had to go to a rehabilitation clinic because she was stuck by a cerebral infarction
Fortunately, she has not sustained permanent damage to her brain, but she is in a wheelchair because a part of her body has lost a lot of power
1 or 2 times a week I try to visit her, and now with the nice weather we have, she always asks if we can get a soft ice cream.
The wheelchair is killing me because it is too low for me, when I am pushing, I go limping after fifteen minutes because my back is going to hurt
But when I see the joy in the eyes of my 89-year-old grandmother, I forget the pain and walk for an hour more after the ice cream
