Peace be upon you all. My father has suffered three strokes, the last one affecting the cerebellum. He lost his mobility and I had to quit my job to take care of him. I became the eyes my father sees with, the legs he walks with, and the hands he eats with. I don't have a bank card, but I have a phone number to receive payments from.
Moamen
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