Life has been pretty rubbish for myself and my family.
My daughter was born severely disabled due to a fatal error caused by the maternity ward where she was born; the result of this caused severe brain damage to my daughter. Sadly, my daughter, Charlee, lost her life in 2010 due to this; she was only 16 years old.
I cared for Charlee for the whole of her life. It gave me great pleasure knowing that I could give her all the care that she required. She had severe, complex needs. Charlee couldn't eat or sit up and was doubly incontinent. When we lost Charlee, I lost a huge piece of my heart; my whole world fell apart. The thing I thrived at the most was now gone.
One year later, I decided that I needed to work with children like my daughter. I understood what their families were going through as well as the children themselves. I am now very privileged to work with 3 families. One child has autism and the other two children both have severe medical needs; both of these children were born with their disabilities due to negligence also through the hospitals they were born in.
Today, someone has hit my car and caused severe damage. They drove off without leaving any details (I was at work at the time, so not in the car). I need my car to be able to go to work; to care for these children; to allow me to continue to do what I am good at. Without my car, I cannot work. I cannot travel by public transport as there are no direct roots to my places of work.
I cannot afford to get the repairs done myself as I am a single parent; all that I earn pays my rent, and also all of my bills.
I have never asked for help before. I am ashamed that I cannot fix the car myself. I am very grateful for any help I receive.