Hello, First of all i want to thank this site, to make it possible to share my story.
Thanks to all the people who actually spend time reading this..
The introduction of me is going to be quite short,
My name is Mark I am a guy living in denmark, 28 years old and all that matters to me is my daughter. This is not about fealing sorry for me and all i have been through, all thoughts goes to my daughter.
We are desperately in need of a new place to live.
It all started 8 years ago, i was 20 years and a student trying to became a chef, i was asked to take a year of my time studying on Greenland, what a chance - it only happends once in a life time, so the day after i was sitting in a plane heading for Greenland. My time on Greenland was a project about starting up a couple of restaurant's, and then handle it over to some Greenlanders without jobs and education. The project went fine, i had a wonderful time and i met a girl named Susan..
Susan was swedish, living in malmö next to copenhagen in denmark , only a bridge was seperating us when we came back home.. it did not take long before I moved to sweden. This turned out to be the love of my life. We moved to a bigger apartment in sweden and i kept studying in denmark, after graduating i got a job in Denmark, so did she.
We bought a car and went over the bridge from sweden to denmark once a day and back again.. It was not a problem, and the price was fine, we paid 1/5 of our salary traveling But there was still money enough to live and have fun.. 6 years went and Susan got pregnant, after a quite difficult pregnancy, we had a lovely daughter and named here Sophia. but because of the difficulty, Susan had a birth depression.
I can not blame the depression for sure, but after 1 year Susan was unfaithful to me, She found a new guy and this turned out to be the worst ever happend in my life, it was my turn, i got an depression...
All those thoughts running trough my head, I was afraid and didnt know what to do with my life, she was everything i had, i left my life in denmark for moving to sweden, i left all my friends, i did not see more than a couple of my friends in denmark, not more than one maybe twice times a year. I didnt know what to do, the most painful thought was - what about my daughter? , now i am going to miss so much of here life. i was sad and cryed for days, even weeks..
Susan moved out and i was all alone in our apartment in Sweden, I could not afford to live alone in the apartment and travel to denmark every day, So i did not have any other choices than to move back to Denmark My parents told me to move in at there house, and i gladly accepted..
The biggest thoughts was my daugter, what about here? after a few conversations with Susan, we decided to have our daughter Sophia a week each. First was my concerns about driving my Daughter to sweden once a day, because my parents was living 130km away from the Day care, But it turned out to work fine, I wake up 4 AM and sits in the car 4.30 with my daughter, but even though i gives her clothes on, she keeps sleeping and she gets a blanket to hold here warm and coasy in the car, When we arive's at 6AM she wakes up , we go in, brushess teeths, fix the hair and read a small book or do a small puzzle, then i drives for another 80 km to get to my job, when im off i go back to sweden, pick up my daughter and drives home again..
Usually i drive 420km, 5 times a week every second week when i have my daugthter. 2 years is now passed while living at my parents, My Daughter is happy about it, but i know for sure that a place of our own would be even better. And less travleling would mean a lot to us, but the problem is, i dont see how this should be possible..
One of the reason's why i choosed to live at my parents, was to pay of my bank debt, and maybe save up some money for a new place to call home. but it soon turned out to be harder than i thought. I spend almost all of my salary on transport, We have a bit to save up once a month, but still i wants to take my daughter out and do something fun, When Sophia is at here mom, my life is just standing still.. I miss my daughter and from time to time i still miss Susan, I miss the life we had in sweden, i miss my friends and i miss to be a happy person.. The only thing that makes me happy now is my daughter, I try to give here all my love and makes here the happiest kid alive on this planet.. But i cant..
For 1 year ago i started coughing, coughing coughing coughing... the first month was terrible, I waited for an appointment with my doctor and when i finally got in, he gave pills against cough.. another month went by, i was feeling very very sick, my body was hurting and i started to cough up bloody mucus. I talked to the doctor again and he send me to the hospital. I got to the hospital, took a couple of test and showed nothing, then i was sent to another hospital to be scanned in my throat and lungs. It turned out that my lung has been damaged.
The doctor's could not find the cause for months, i was sick and had to ask Susan to take care of our daughter, i was not able to do it by myself. For almost 1 year now i have been coughed blood, and 2 month ago the doctor's finaly found out what causes the whole thing! It is a Fungal Lung Infection..
But what causes the infection is not 100% sure. But my doctor is absolutely sure that it causes some allergic reaction, not from food, but from my parents house, probably some kind of mold, Mould in dwellings. The only thing is, that we cant find any traces of Mold. The house is big and old, so it was not a big suprise for me. Everytime its heavy raining, we have to set up bowls and cans to collect all the water dripping from the ceiling, The house is old and smells moisty some times.
2 months have passed and i takes medicin twice a day to kill the infection in my lung, every second week i goes to the hospital and take a blood test and a new scan, to check up. The infection looks better, but my lung is not in a good shape and i still cough up blood, we have now chosen to continue the medicin for one more month, to kill the rest of the infection, but then i have to get a surgery, my left lung has got a gap in the upper part, and it needs to be removed, the same goes for the lower part of the left lung..
Its actually not a question of life or death, but i could be. We havent found the causes in my parents house, and we might not ever be able to. For a couple of weeks ago, we had a specialist out to look around trying to find any traces of mold, but without any success..
So, if i wants to keep the rest of my lungs, be healthy and take care of my daugther, then i need to find a solution to all of this as soon as possible. But what are my options? Either i rent a little apartment near my job, But then i have to pay rent, and i cannot afford to pick and bring my daughter to sweden once a day. Then i have to let go of here and only have a once every second weekend..
This is diffently not a choice i can live with, my life is painful enough, and my daughter would be miserable.
Second option is to move to sweden, and find a job. But all my family is in denmark, and i have no friends in sweden at all.. I dont speak swedish and it would be impossible to find a day time job as a chef. the main concern is that im broke, everything would be much easier if i had a car that i didnt have to pay off once a month , or if we could afford a small place to live in sweden, so i still can afford gas and to travel over the bridge between the two countries everyday.
The problem is that i have to do something about this now, my lungs are still damaged, and it will get worse if I stay here. But i cant afford to move, and i will not miss one more of the time with my daugther She is all i got, she is the reason why my life continued after the break up with here mom.
2 years have passed and i still misses her mom, it aint getting better as long as im living here, im sick all the time, I have been very absent from work because of the infection in my lungs. All i wishes for is to give my daughter a new start, a new live with here father. A healthy and happy father that can spend time with here and not feel pain and miserable all the time. So this is our story. We would greatly appreciate your donations no matter the size, all donations will be saved for a new place to call home, If you are not able we completely understand but would appreciate your prayers.
Best regards: Sophia & Mark