A TV program I saw a long time ago.
A physically disabled wife and her husband—who has an internal organ disorder, is mostly bedridden, and is deaf and mute—live together in an apartment. The couple has a single daughter. The girl, who is in the lower grades of elementary school, makes breakfast for her parents before going to school. After school, she goes shopping, returns home, does the laundry, cooks dinner, and cleans up afterwards.
The couple lives by the policy of "living independently without relying on the help of others, even with disabilities." While they accept financial assistance for disabled individuals, they refuse to let helpers or anyone else come to their apartment to take care of their personal needs. Because they forced their marriage through despite the opposition of all their relatives, they are completely cut off from their families. With no one to properly clean it, the apartment is in a considerably messy state.
"We have disabilities, but we are not causing trouble for anyone. We receive money because we cannot work, but we are not living extravagantly." That is the couple's assertion.
Then the wife became pregnant. They were going to have a second child. "We feel at ease because this child does everything for us. I'm sure this child will properly take care of the new baby, too. We feel secure because we have this child. I'm sure this child will also be happy to have a sibling. The only thing is, I wish she was better at cleaning. The room is messy, isn't it? She's still a bit lacking in that area."
Beside the smiling mother, the tired-looking elementary school daughter quietly folded the laundry. I'm not saying they shouldn't have children, but... after watching it, I was left with an indescribable feeling.
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