Hello everyone my name is Dale Miles. I am in need for money to purchase my prosthetic leg. When the whole Covid thing came about I really wasn’t worried. I had a job where you weren’t in the same place everyday and it was outside. I poured concrete. We had a small crew only seven of us we weren’t around people that often. So I was really worried about contracting this virus. Well I never got the Covid virus, but I did get the Covid vaccine. I really didn’t want to get it because they just came up with it and I’m sure there weren’t very many trials before the started giving them out. So one weekend me and my wife were going to the Seattle Seahawks vs. the San Francisco 49ers game. We got in line to get in and found out that they weren’t letting people in unless they could show that you have gotten the COVID vaccine. Literally they were giving them out rite in front of the stadium.So we sat there pondering if we should do it and we decided to go aged and get them. IT WAS THE BIGGEST MISTAKE OF MY LIFE. So a month or so later me and my wife were at a friend of mine’s wedding and my right leg from the knee down swoll up like you wouldn’t believe. It got so swollen that it started to hurt really bad, to the point where we had to leave and go to the emergency room. Come to find out that I had a blood clot in my leg. They did surgery going in through my growing artery and they were able to fish it out. All was good up until about a month later Cand it did it again. Same surgery same result. This time it lasted about two months before it did it again. This time the couldn’t fish it out so they had to do major surgery take and artery out of my left leg and put it in my rite leg so that it got blood flow. Was in the hospital for three weeks. Came home was good for about a month and it did it again this time the blood clot was going up towards my lungs. They told me that they were going to be able to do the surgery to remove it. The day of the surgery my doctor came in and told me that he wasn’t able to do the surgery not because he wasn’t capable but because do to the Covid virus the help he needed were nurses and doctors that had just started and he was sure if they could handle something like this and for that reason he chose not to do it, but he knew the doctor up in Portland medical center that could do it but there was a waiting list for clients to get admitted. So I sat in the river bend hospital for almost four weeks before they helicoptered me up to Portland medical center. Did the surgery and everything went according to plan was there for 3 weeks recovering. We went home got settled but a few weeks later I got that same thing with my leg swollen up. So we went to the emergency room again to tell me this time that the we’re going to amputate my right leg from the knee down. I was devastated, but I went through with the surgery and they amputated my leg, which didn’t even last a month. I got the same feeling in my leg just higher. So the had to amputate my leg again from the knee up. It was fun. Not really. Now this whole time they were trying to figure out what was causing this but they couldn’t figure it out. They tried everything to stop the blood clots. Even dialysis where they took the plasma out of my blood. Well at the end thank the lord my body stopped producing blood clots I have to take two blood thinners and go once a month to have the plasma taken out of my blood. I deal with pain in my leg every day. Where I fall asleep if I’m not dang near sitting up it hurts so bad that it wakes me up and I have to get out of bed and stand up. So i started to get used to walking around with my walker and going up and down the stairs to my room but I need a leg. It took forever for them to refer me to hanger clinic and then it took them even longer for the insurance to approve my leg. I took them four and a half months to approve it, just for them to tell me that it’s going to cost me 8500$ dollars to purchase my leg. I asked them how it is going to cost 8500 dollars when my insurance covers it. They told me that the 8500 dollars was just a third of the price of the leg and that was what I had to pay to get my leg. You know I’ve had many of things happen to me in my life I’m 45 I had a stroke in 2017 where I had to learn how to walk and talk again. I had an aneurysm behind my rite eye where they had to drill a hole in my skull go around my brain and put a clip on it. And I found out that I had wolf Parkinson’s disease where it make my heart beat 200 times a minute which the were able to care of. They all hurt but nothing like this. I’ve used up all my savings dealing with this stuff and even took money out of my retirement just to make sure that my family got by. But now I’m completely broke and could use some money to be able to purchase my leg and be able to walk again and get back to work I don’t know about pouring concrete but at least getting back to work. If anyone could help me out with a donation to the 8500 dollar bill I would greatly appreciate it like you would believe. Here is my PayPal me link again anything you can donate would be greatly appreciated, here is my link

PayPal.me/DaleM38

I thank everyone greatly.
Dale Miles

I have my hysterectomy scheduled for 10/8/2025. I am getting married 9/13/2025 and my fiance and I have poured our heart and soul into making our dream wedding a reality. We were not expecting my surgery date to be so quickly after the wedding and money is tight at this time.

Since my first menstrual cycle, I had been begging my mom to get my uterus taken out. I hated it every month; I would be in bed sobbing with every heating pad we owned, trying every remedy and medication that was said to help, with little to no relief every time.

I also knew that I was not ever going to want children of my own. Helping raise my younger brother with my single mom -dad passed when I was 3 years old- certainly gave me enough experience with parenting that I knew since I was about 15 that I would never want children of my own. I purposely found a life partner that also has made the decision a long time ago that he also never wanted to have children of his own.

After trying every possible birth control,  hormone supports, etc., there were no more options for me to try to handle my symptoms. Earlier this year I went to my doctor and discussed my options and we decided that it is best to get a hysterectomy.

Please consider supporting me on this journey, as even with my doctors and surgeons approval, insurance is refusing to help, deeming it “elective surgery.” I am looking to have $5000-$10,000 by the time of the surgery for all of my costs and aftercare. Anything will help, thank you all for your time and your help! Below you will find different options to be able to send funds. Thank you!

https://paypal.me/thatlilfella

Venmo: @thatlilfella

CashApp: $thatlilfella

My name is DeDe. I am a 46 year old mom of 2 adults, married to an amazing husband and father.

For years I have dealt with some female issues but it finally came to a head about a year ago. I started my period but then it grew very very heavy and I bled for 61 days. Those days consisted of an ER Visit, urgent care visit, doctor visits, new family doctor, fibroids, prolapsed fibroid, biopsy, new obgyn, heavy bleeding, anemia, lightheaded, nausea, weakness, hard time sleeping, always feeling tired, had to quit my job as a lunch lady, not walking as I usually do, headaches, iron pills, high amounts of birth control pills to help control bleeding, lots of anxiety, waiting and more waiting, never feeling well, etc. it finally ended with getting a hysterectomy and 3 blood transfusions and lots of healing.

And just when I thought my troubles were over – the insurance decided that they weren’t going to cover my hospital stay – despite my doctors writing to them and despite getting pre authorization. They determined that they would pay for all the other stuff but they wouldn’t pay for the hospital stay which ended up being $49,000.

This has been such a hardship for us. My husband works so hard and we try to help people and live a good life. I am a lunch lady and have a small graphic design business. My son is autistic and still lives at home with us and our daughter is going to college. We are struggling with debt and paying for my daughter’s schooling.

If there is anyone who could help us pay this medical debt – it would be a true answer to prayers. Thank you for listening and being our angels on this earth.

Thank you.
https://www.paypal.biz/designzbydede

Donate for my FGM Reconstructive Surgeries – End My 12 Years of Pain

My Story

I am a 23-year-old girl born and raised in America. At 11, after finishing my 5th grade, I travelled with my family to a ‘summer vacation’ in their homeland where I was subjected to female genital mutilation (FGM) — a violent act disguised as tradition. My stay there was prolonged, and I remained there for several years, returning to America again during my second year of high school.

For years, I didn’t understand what happened to me — only that basic bodily functions became sources of pain. This experience remained a puzzle in the background of my memory, something I didn’t understand but was simply there.

My Struggles

I grew up accustomed to constant pain during basic biological functions:

1. Burning with urination
2. Stabbing nerve pain when sitting too long
3. Throbbing discomfort during walks
4. Tight clothes rubbed my scars raw; that’s why I didn’t wear any
5. Exercise became impossible
6. Every month, I suffer from excruciating pain and extremely heavy periods

yet I assumed it all was normal or something all girls experienced. The chronic pain left me exhausted, anxious, and isolated — I missed out on friendships, dates, and simple joys because I was always in pain. I structured my life around coping with the pain, unaware for years that it wasn’t something every woman endured.

I was struggling mentally and psychologically,, still, with severe depression because I can’t engage in daily life. I feel like a prisoner inside my own body.

My Late Awareness

At university, I realized the truth: what they called ‘Purification’ or ‘Purity’ was actually FGM — an illegal mutilation that scarred me for life.

I learned about its effects and realized:

1. The source of my constant physical pain, after even the slightest exertion.
2. The difficulty of living a normal life.
3. The impossibility of practicing any sport I wanted to try due to the physical deformity I suffered.
4. I couldn’t even do jobs that required physical effort.

What I LOST

I missed out on simple joys like cycling because I was always in pain. I grew up wanting to try skating on roller shoes and playing basketball, but physically, I wasn’t able to do so. I grew up suppressing my needs and desires out of pain.

I wanted to get out with my friends more. I wanted to have close friends, but I couldn’t open up to people. I missed out on childhood adventures because my body couldn’t keep up. I wish I had more memories with friends and people growing up, not withdrawing into myself.

My Hope: Reconstructive Surgeries

While there isn’t surgery that can fully “reverse” FGM, there are certain reconstructive surgeries that can help reduce and eliminate pain and reduce FGM complications.

After I consulted with several gynaecologists and female reproductive surgeons, they suggested that I need 3 medically necessary surgeries to reduce FGM-related complications. These surgeries are recommended by The World Health Organization (WHO) for FGM survivors with chronic pain and complications.

With these surgeries, I dream of trying to do the sports I wanted to try and finally living without pain. Exercise like normal people do, these surgeries will give me a chance to live the simple joys that I missed as a child and wanted to do while growing up and couldn’t.

How your donation helps me and gives me Hope!

Your donation will help me:

1.  End my daily suffering — no more burning urination, stabbing nerve pain, or mobility limitations.
2.  Eliminate serious health risks caused by FGM complications.
3.  Restore basic bodily functions.
4.  Rebuild my confidence and emotional well-being.
5.  Give me back my future — the ability to work, exercise, and experience relationships without pain.

And beyond physical healing, these procedures represent restoring hope for a normal, empowered life full of dignity.

After 12 years of suffering, these surgeries are my chance to finally heal my physical and emotional wounds.

Though partially funded, I still need $18,000 USD to schedule them by late November.

[https://www.paypal.me/RuellaA2]

Because of your donation, I’ll soon make peace with my owb body. Every contribution brings me closer to healing.

I’m deeply grateful, and one day, I’ll pass this kindness forward.

• $3,000 per month to cover her essential living costs and medical bills Physiotherapy sessions recommended by her doctor
• Ongoing medications and rehabilitation needs
• Basic living expenses while she recovers and is unable to work

Hello! Life hasn’t always been great, but I try to keep trucking and take joy in small things. I’m asking for help tackling what seems like insurmountable debt in both medical and living expenses to the tune of nearly $40,000. I have had a series of trips to the ER in the last few years for issues that have not yet been fully diagnosed, but with medication I am thankfully stable. In total I’m on nine different meds of varying costs, but a good month is about $100 for the generics. In addition to what medical debt I still have put on credit and despite working full time, I’ve had to put various living expenses on credit, and the interest is making it seem like I’ll be paying it off for the next hundred years. It’s incredibly demoralizing to know that out of all the minimum payments, only a fraction of it is going towards reducing the principal. However, I won’t get on a soapbox at the moment and preach about healthcare reform. I’m lucky to be breathing and able to continue working.

My goal is currently to get free of (hopefully) the lion’s share of this debt and immediately start putting as much of what I have been paying on debt into savings, so that I can build up a nest egg that will help me weather a future event like this without sliding back into the hole. I think the easing of stress getting rid of this nonsense would improve my health in and of itself. Funds permitting, I’d also look into the feasibility of starting a small business as an indie perfumer; I love fragrance as a collector, and I’d like to learn the craft and see if I have any talent to develop. I may never struke it rich, but if I can make a few dollars while making the world a little more beautiful to the senses I would consider myself incredibly blessed.

Any contribution in any amount can go to paypal.me/JoshuaRosen – even if this doesn’t bear fruit, having a place like this to even ask helps a lot. Thanks for reading, have a wonderful day

My name is Stacey, and I’m writing on behalf of my beloved older brother, who is fighting a life-threatening illness that threatens to take him away from his family far too soon. My brother is 54 years old and lives in rural Jamaica, where he supports his wife and three children through small-scale farming. Despite their modest means, he has always been a pillar of strength for his family and community—working tirelessly to put food on the table and care for his loved ones.

Tragically, his health has taken a severe turn. He has been diagnosed with cardiac amyloidosis, a rare and serious disease that causes abnormal proteins to build up in the heart, weakening it and leading to heart failure. His condition is worsening rapidly, and the discomfort is overwhelming. He now suffers from severe ascites, a buildup of fluid in the abdomen, which causes constant pain and makes it hard for him to move or rest comfortably.

To make matters more heartbreaking, his eldest son—now 27—has suffered from uncontrolled epilepsy since he was 12 years old. My brother and his wife have spent years caring for him, as his condition has prevented him from attending school or working. While his wife works as a janitor, my brother has been the primary caregiver at home, even as his own body has begun to fail him. He has also spent his time ministering the gospel and helping others in his local community.

We are desperately seeking help to get him the urgent medical care he needs. Doctors have told us that time is not on our side. Treatment options in Jamaica are limited, and we are hoping to get him to the United States or another facility where advanced care is available. We have started a GoFundMe, but after three weeks, we’ve only raised just over $900. We are now turning to BeggingMoney.com and the kindness of strangers with a heartfelt plea.

Our initial goal is $US 25,000 to help cover medical evaluations, travel, and urgent care. We know the full cost will be much more, but this will be the first step in getting him help before it’s too late.

Please, if you can find it in your heart to give, know that you’re helping to save not just a man, but a father, husband, brother, and caregiver who has spent his life giving to others.

Here is a link if you are willing to give to this cause https://paypal.me/SmileyBlackford

Here is the Gofundme link https://gofund.me/e9ce49d7

I will keep thi short and sweet sinc my left hand and fingers are still no working. On May12th I Woke up in th morning to having a stroke. I hank God every morning for giving me the strength to get to my phone and call 911.the clot in my brain had to be removed.a few days later, Iwas moved to the inpatient rehab hospital where a team of of amazing therapists went to work on me. I had to learn to speak and use the left side of my body again.I am know in day rehab and still working very hard to get use of my left handback. Any donationis greatly appreciated to help with medical bills etc.my Awesome daughter started a go fundme to help and i will include the link for that also.

gofundme:https://gofund.me/d56255c4

paypal:paypal.me/donationhelp88

Hello Friends-

My name is Michael. I am a 70 year old quadriplegic in a power wheelchair. My existing wheelchair is in dire need of replacement. It has serious mechanical and computer issues. As it essentially functions as my legs to move around in it needs to be dependable and safe. It is neither.

So utilizing my Medicare I began the many layered system to acquire its replacement. My insurance plan required Dr appointments and evaluation, occupational therapy evaluation, and a home evaluation. These have all been completed and approved. That brings me to the reason I’m here.
I’m looking for help with the $3748.00 copay to start production of my new chair. I live in an 50 year old mobile home with my nephew who functions as my caregiver. Utilizing a power lift he gets me up and ready every day. I spend 12-16 hours a day in my chair so comfort, reliability and safety are crucial.

We are living solely on my only income from Social Security. So making it just month to month can be challenging and it takes every penny to pay rent, electricity, Dr visits, food and utilities. I worked 38 years trying to be a productive person and would really like to finish out my years in safety and as much comfort as I have left in this well used old body of mine

I appreciate your time to read my short story and consider the positive impact you can have for small investment.

I want to say thank you in advance for any small assistance you may seem fitting to donate. It is something I’d be extremely and eternally grateful for.

“You never stand taller than when you reach down to help someone up”

Donations can be made through PayPal.me/thankfulmike