I wake up from Markus coughing. I'm used to it, and usually it doesn't wake me up for a long time. But this time it sounds different than usual, harder, more barking. He can hardly breathe in between.<br/>«Markus,» I ask him, «is there anything I can do for you?»<br/>I can't get an answer. The cough sounds agonizing and gets worse and worse.<br/>The twins are sleeping in the room next door. I listen to them over there, everything stays quiet. But next to me, Markus is struggling for breath between the cough attacks. I'm beginning to get worried.<br/>We are in my family's holiday home in Italy, and I should be able to relax during this holiday. I work as a deputy ward manager in oncology, and the past few weeks have been really exhausting. In addition to my fifty percent position, I organize our household, take care of everything with the nanny who looks after the two-and-a-half-year-old girls during my absence. I'll relieve Markus as much as I can. Markus suffers from the congenital metabolic disorder cystic fibrosis and is not very resilient due to the accompanying symptoms of this disease(...)