Michael Przedecki on his mother Bajla: About my mother, I would say something, she was having such a hard life, because she did not have what we have now.  A wheelchair!  Something so simple, what a difference it would have made!  When she had to go from one room to the other, and we had about six rooms, she needed two people to move.  And, how many times, and I was the youngest, and we had no bathroom in the house.  Sometimes, when nobody was around, I was the only one to help.  It was a hard time.  Also, what happened to her, my father was well-off at the time, so he took her to a professor in Germany.  He predicted that this was not curable, it was a sickness–a paralysis.  And, when she was living in the house, she had to take baths.  Not baths like we have today, but we had to bring buckets of water, heated by the fire. The doctor predicted, within time, she would loose her speech, only the people around her, her family who knew her, would be able to understand her. This was one night, when my father was not home, and I was in the house, and during the night, evidently, she fell out of the bed.   I was asleep–I didn’t even hear her.  I did not know. I could not do anything.  At that time, she got a bad cold, and this was the end of it already.  That’s how she died. [1937].