My sister Karima was born paralyzed, eventually her systems worsened causing her tragic death. She lived her whole life laying on one side of mattress in a room shared with 7 siblings. Karima was stuck in a body with little capability of movement. Despite only seeing the outside world once or twice when she was five, she never stopped talking about the big world and its possibilities; she dreamed of walking, swimming in the ocean, falling in love, and more, but sadly her condition and premature death stole all that from her.
Karima was the heart beat of our family and the bond that kept us together, my younger brother Ahmed was born in the same situation and very similar physical condition, he turning 37 this year though his disability miraculously outlived karima by 10 years, however, his wheelchair and the TV in my sister's living room is all the world he had know for the past 37 years . my older sister, his care giver, could do nothing but care for him and pray, they became one over the time they shared solitude and isolation
Ahmed has no much long to live, like karima his mind doesn't let his body stop him from dreaming and imagining the world outside the living room.
my wish is to use modern means to give Ahmed what Karima could only dream for before his time comes.