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Det ljusnar på himlen klockan är 03,25 torsdag den 3 juli och natten börjar övergå till morgon klockan närmar sig halv fyra,
plötsligt tystnar fågelsången utanför fönstret i sal 4:a på avd 83 Halmstads sjukhus. Ljudet från Annette Engdahls tunga andning hörs fortfarande men inte så kraftigt som tidigare under natten,
vi tre som sitter i rummet börjar oroligt röra på oss och spänner våra blickar på vår kära Annette,
skall hon nu släppa taget och låta cancern vinna över henne.
Andningen tynar sakta bort och väntan till nästa andetag dröjer men så kommer det ett litet andetag till och nu väntar vi på nästa,,,,,,,,,,
Utanför fönstret hör man måsarna som börjar vakna till liv men vår Annette har nu lämnat sitt liv någonstans,,,,, med oss sittande bredvid stilla med tårar som trillar från våra kinder. VARFÖR VARFÖR,,,
Min fru Annette fyllde 54 år några dagar innan hon somnade in av denna fruktansvärda sjukdom Cancer som hon kämpat emot i två år ståndaktigt men till slut så vann tumörerna över hennes kropp.
Vi har under ett antal år vurmat för Barncancerfonden genom att på olika sätt använda motorsporten och dess historia till att samla in bidrag som kan leda till att denna hemska sjukdom stoppas för all framtid.
Hennes nästa andetag är att be er våra vänner inom motorsporten och privata vänner göra en insats så våra barn framför allt inte skall bli drabbade för de är vår framtid.

Ticko och Annette
Ge din gåva genom att gå in på http://www.barncancerfonden.se/15820/
Du 20:- har du säkert över för att kunna visa din medmänsklighet. Det är inte storleken som visar vem som har hjärta utan att man gör någonting.

Dawn is breaking on Thursday, July 3rd, the night begins to turn into morning as time is getting close to half past three, and suddenly the birds stop singing outside the window in Room 4 at Dept. 83 in Halmstad Hospital. The sound of heavily breathing Annette Engdahl is still heard but not as strongly as earlier in the night. The three of us in the room begin to move restlessly and we are constantly looking at our dear Annette. Is she going to let go now, and let the cancer beat her?

Her breathing slowly fades away and the next breath lingers. And then, a small breath, and now we are waiting for the next.

Outside the window you can hear the seagulls starting to come to life as our dear Annette has left this life for something else, somewhere else. We are sitting beside her bed still with the tears falling from our eyes. WHY, WHY...

My wife Annette celebrated her 54th birthday a few days before she passed away. She fought bravely against this terrible disease, cancer, for almost two years but in the end the cancer won.

For a number of years Annette and I have supported the Swedish Childhood Cancer Fund. We have in different ways used motor sport and its history to get donations to the fund. We wanted to give a contribution that can help ensure that this awful disease is stopped forever.

Her next breath is to ask you, our friends in motor sports and in our private lives, to make an effort to help the fund, so that our children will not be as affected by this terrible disease, cancer.

getting close to half past three, and suddenly the birds stop singing outside the window in Room 4 at Dept. 83 in Halmstad Hospital. The sound of heavily breathing Annette Engdahl is still heard but not as strongly as earlier in the night. The three of us in the room begin to move restlessly and we are constantly looking at our dear Annette. Is she going to let go now, and let the cancer beat her?

Her breathing slowly fades away and the next breath lingers. And then, a small breath, and now we are waiting for the next.

Outside the window you can hear the seagulls starting to come to life as our dear Annette has left this life for something else, somewhere else. We are sitting beside her bed still with the tears falling from our eyes. WHY, WHY...

My wife Annette celebrated her 54th birthday a few days before she passed away. She fought bravely against this terrible disease, cancer, for almost two years but in the end the cancer won.

For a number of years Annette and I have supported the Swedish Childhood Cancer Fund. We have in different ways used motor sport and its history to get donations to the fund. We wanted to give a contribution that can help ensure that this awful disease is stopped forever.

Her next breath is to ask you, our friends in motor sports and in our private lives, to make an effort to help the fund, so that our children will not be as affected by this terrible disease, cancer.
You can contribute by going to: http://www.barncancerfonden.se/15820/

Surely, you can spare SEK 20 and show your compassion. It’s not the size of your contribution that matters, but that you try to do anything at all.

Ticko
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