My Daughter, Sabine
When I was diagnosed with GBS, my daughter was newlywed. She had to instantly become a mother to my two foster children, and after 7 months in hospital, become my care giver, OT and cope with her own PTSD. After 3 years I am still bedridden and still need a lot of assistance. My daughter has been by my side, supporting me, even when she was diagnosed with cancer at the end of last year.
She is my Rock and my Hero
