![]() Hashem never lets anyone down and he sent us lifesavers, in the form of special organizations, HASC & Hamaspik. We all invested in him our heart and souls with one mission in mind, to comfort and ease his pain. We all gave him everything we had, nothing was too big or too small when it came to Alter. My family and I devoted our lives to help him, as well as many other family-friends and volunteers. He was trapped in his helpless situation, with the full awareness of his unfortunate, devastating and helpless state.įrom that point on, it was 14 years of non-stop agonizing pain and suffering for him.ĭespite his situation, he always managed his pain with an inner strength, that for most of us is beyond comprehension. Unfortunately, with all the hopes and efforts to help him, he sadly never got his body function back. We kept on davening, assuring ourselves that he will make a full recovery. Right before the Vort, we noticed that my father disappeared, the Mechutunim arrived, but my father was nowhere to be found, we finally found him in his room on the phone with terrible news, my brother had suffered a massive seizure, with long-lasting devastating effects, from then on, he was permanently paralyzed on the right side of his body, He suffered from short term memory loss, an inability to put his own thoughts into spoken words & He lost the strength to open his eyes on his own.Īlthough the situation didn't look that great, the doctors gave us hopes and promises, that everything will be okay. It was only seven days later, Chol Hamoed Sukkos, while we were getting ready for one of the biggest Simchas in our family, the engagement of my oldest sister. I couldn't wait to see him back home, little did I know what the next few years had in store. Unless somebody went through this themselves, a person can never imagine, how happy and relieved we were. The next day, after eight long and agonizing hours, we got the news that the surgery was b"h a success and my brother is responding, and recognizing his family members. That Motzai Yom Kipper I went to bed and I couldn't fall asleep, I couldn't wrap my head around the thought, that if he doesn't make it tomorrow, I will lose my brother forever and I couldn’t rationalize emotionally, how hard this will be for the rest of the family. That was the last time he had a chance to stand on his own feet. My mother tried to help him daven & showed him כתר in the סידור, Alter started crying and said: “ביי כתר שטייט מען”. I remember the davening in shul that yom kippur, I kept hearing people whispering אלטר יעקב יצחק בן שרה הינדא.Īlter insisted to come to Shul, despite his weakness from the steroids he was given to shrink the tumor, prior to surgery. I couldn’t grasp what I did wrong, that my little brother should have to suffer like this. ![]() In my young and naive mind, it was all one big confusing blur. The surgery was scheduled for a day after Yom Kipper. It was only after tremendous efforts that we finally got the top expert neurosurgeon to perform the difficult and sensitive surgery. ![]() After a long journey and months of tests we got the shattering news, that he was diagnosed with a benign tumor on his brain stem, an area that is a 99% non-operable. When he was seven years old, he started to lose his balance. My brother was number 8 of 12 children, a happy, healthy and joyful child. I'm referring to my beloved and memorable brother, Alter Yakkov Yitzchok Ben R’ Shulem Chaim Reuven A”H This appeal is very personal to me and to those that know me, this won’t come as a surprise.
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