1.0
I felt well in Berlin.
It was nice.
The phone call with my sister,
however,
developed in a sad direction.
Mummy.
She'd taken care of me
during my absence.
Our mother fell ill with COPD
with emphysema 5 years ago
a chronic obstructive disease of the lungs
caused by coughing,
increased sputum and respiratory distress
is marked.
As pulmonary emphysema
is an irreversible hyperinflation
of the smallest air-filled structures,
such as
Alveoli, referred.
When mom got the diagnosis,
We were not really sure
what it would entail.
What a burden for mom,
us and everyone involved.
It worked well for a few years.
Almost normal.
Mama kept working,
and we had less to do.
As usual, they met occasionally,
or on the phone,
and as a result,
this disease also slipped into the
Background.
As long as everything goes well,
then why worry?
As long as you can catch your breath
and breathe, why worry?
Mom needed some help with showering
because it was hard work
and she preferred having someone with her
went shopping,
but otherwise everything seemed normal.
And then about two years ago,
everything changed.
2.0
My sister called
and told me mom was in the hospital.
Of course,
I was home every 3-4 months
to take their work off the nursing
Activities to shopping,
but that was with the intensity
they had to afford until then barely
comparable.
She talked about how difficult it had become
and hardly bearable.
Not because our mother was a burden, no!
Because the many work
still dragged to her.
We had the promise that
I would come back
she should not take it anymore.
It was so far.
When I hung up,
I knew it would be time to say goodbye to Berlin,
and booked a ticket home.
I thought about how everything had developed.
Mama's illness and our life changed with it.
I remember sitting in the kitchen
with
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Verlag: BookRix GmbH & Co. KG
Texte: Jean Harvey
Tag der Veröffentlichung: 26.02.2018
ISBN: 978-3-7438-5835-0
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For my Mother
(1953-2015)