Hi, my name is Cora Katz and this Story is about my family.
In year 2014 it kind of began. My mum, my dad, my siblings, my 'stepsiblings' and I are living together, no real problems, exept for the typical sibling-fight and the type of "Why can't I go to (insert ramdom friends name) party?" fights... nothing mayor. My mum was the bread bringer for us as she was a Psychologist and my father worked as a Farmer. We only had around 15 ha all in all, but at least we had no on the top expenses and the farm held itself. Now, I was finishing the german equivalent to high school at that moment, whereas my siblings, whom are all younger than me still are in high school. But in the winter of 2014 my mum died unexpectedly of a heart attack. It was horrible. My brother had a small party that evening in our backyard, I was beginning to work through university materials and my sister was preparing for her own high school exams. She died in our Physiotherminfrared cabin, while relaxing from a very hard day. My sister and I rushed over and saw my father try to save her live. My brother came a few moments later shortly before the Energency Paramedics arrived. At this point it was already to late... the official doctor could only determine the time of her death. My brother collapsed in front of his friends and he struggels until today with what happend that evening. But he's to stubborn to get help for himself... At first we felt like the rug pulled under our feet. But somehow my dad could manage, despite falling the deepest. My mum was his love of live and he only kept on living, because of us, his children.
Everything stabilized and we somehow came by, my sister got herself a pretty awesome degree and got a scholarship for a stay in australia. She used the time for herself to recover from the shock of our mums death. My brother just shut himself in his room. Playing at his computer all the day. Barely scraping by at school. I like to think I did ok, but then my ey-boyfriend left me, too and internally I was finished. I somehow kept it going but I won't say it wasn't hard.
Now fast forward to 2019, it's March and we prepared to celebrate my sisters Birthday. Since our mothers death no celebration was grand or pretty or something, it was just how it was for us. My brother had started opening up again and my dad recovered pretty good from his accident in December (yea, it was a very 'nice' christmas, but not as bad as the one in 2014).
We had a check up with dad at the family doctor, as he had some kind of headache. The doctor didn't say anything... he contacted the nearest Hospital and had our dad hospitalized. In the Hospital we still waited for the Diagnosis, but even them sent us first to a Specialized Hospital. There we first spoke to a Doctor. He told us, that our father had cancer. A Glioblastom. It's in most cases deadly within 15 month, if it is treated. If not... well you could count the last days on your fingers. It's extremly malignant and fast growing. In my fathers case it spread above and through the brain stem, so it wasn't operable. We were asked what we were going to do. We decided that we were going to fight. We did the therapy and are now shortly before the second phase of the therapy. But his condition worsened drastically a few days ago... he can barly speak now and all he does and wants is to lay in bed...
Of course we care for him at home. He always wanted to die at home and he never much left home even when he was well. We do our best, but as we all are still at university, we are running out of money... We all are working part-time, so one can stay with our father and care for him while the others are working. From that income we can pay our day-to-day even if it's hard... but we don't know how to pay for the funeral. So I thought of a fundraiser... maybe some people here can help us out, until the time arrives... Thank you so much, sincerely Cora Katz
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