Hi, I am a single disabled female. I am originally from CA but I moved here to be close to family. I am medically retired from law enforcement. I worked 15 years with a great Department in CA. I was diagnosed with bi-lateral carpal tunnel syndrome of the wrists. I was no longer able to conduct my duties with the injury that I have. I loved to work there it is an adventure every shift. I became ill with complications from my injuries and ended up almost dead in the hospital. I needed an emergency blood transfusion and was admitted for two weeks. When I was released I moved to Texas to be closer to family.
Arriving in Texas I needed knee surgery for a torn meniscus. I had surgery and it was determined that I was going to need a double knee replacement. I saw a specialist and was told that I need to have my teeth removed in order to receive surgery. Since I was on traditional Medicare at the time and it didn’t cover dental surgery. I was living with my boyfriend at this time when I all of a sudden needed my gallbladder removed, as soon as possible. I was ill for over a month. I then found out that I have Rheumatoid Arthritis, a disease that has no cure. It causes severe pain and stiff joints with muscle cramps and twisting fingers and toes. I am I’ll and try my best to keep up with my doctors and appointments.
I was coming home from Ft Worth one evening when I was a victim of Hit and run. A huge Ford dually truck. As we came over a hill he crashed into the rear of my vehicle, he pushed me into the next lane and kept going. The police department tried to find him but no such luck. Now I was without a car. How was I going to live now. My insurance didn’t cover enough for another vehicle now that mine was totaled out. I’ve been without a vehicle now since 2019 December. I have been trying to get around as best as I can. 2020 had more surprises for me. My boyfriends father passed away and his mother came to live with us. She is a senior citizen who is disabled also. I began to help her move in and get settled. One day she went outside to get the mail and she was attacked by a group of dogs. She was severely mauled and needed extensive skin Graff surgeries. She was admitted for a month in the hospital and then sent to a rehab facility to rehab. When she was released she was bed bound and still needing 24 hour care. I cared for her for three years then we moved to be closer to her family. I have been caring for her now five years. She was diagnosed with Parkinsons and couldn’t get around anymore. I have been her main source of care. Last year she had a fall and passed away. I have been asked to move from here since it is my boyfriends brothers place. Now that mom is no longer here for me to care for I have been asked to leave. I have been seeking a new place to live, but I can’t afford the rents now. I am trying to seek assistance from the county but it’s expected to take a year or longer. I injured my left shoulder and tore my rotator cuff from a fall in the kitchen. I have two support dogs that help Me with my RA and anxiety attacks. They calm me and alert me attacks. I am on a limited income
$1,600 per month. I barely can afford all of my prescriptions.
I have been all over the county applying for whatever assistance I can qualify for. The rent situations here now are very high and my budget just doesn’t allow me to live an independent life.
I need to try to get my body together with all these surgeries so I can try to work and increase my earnings, so I can afford to live. I go without alot of things now. I must save money to take Uber rides to my medical appointments. I have to way of using public transportation due to the fact that I am in a rural area.
I am one step away from. Being homeless, I sleep on the couch of a very small house in the woods. At least if I had a car I could live in there, I can’t go to a shelter because they don’t allow dogs.
I am here in a very hard place. I am not used to being in a situation like this. I am embarrassed and ashamed that I can’t care for my self. I have always been able to work and care for myself but now I’ve had to realize that I can’t do this alone anymore. I need help. Now to the part that is missing. I am going to tell you why my ex-boyfriend isn’t mentioned much in here. Well he is in prison. I had no choice but to call the police on him. He was having a difficult time dealing with his parents deaths. I am not excusing him for his behavior. One night he got drunk and started an argument with me. It is out of character for him to be violent. I was not ready for what was about to happen. He started to threaten me with a firearm and and assault me by hitting me. I fell to the ground and he continued to hit me. I have no idea what his reasons were. To this day I don’t really know what I did wrong. Well I became a victim of domestic violence and he became a inmate in the state prison system for 8 years. I am seeking counseling from a organization for battered women. I am trying my best to pull myself up and stand so I can go forward and begin to live again.
I am trying this site because it was recommended to me. I need financial assistance. I have nothing. No home, no vehicle, no significant other. I don’t even have good health. I am unable to go out and aquire employment, otherwise I’d get 2, 3 jobs and hustle a way to survive. I know somehow I can touch someone’s heart where they have the means to help me get to a better place. I have used up all my resources, I have asked everyone I know. I have been all over the county trying to get help. It’s just not available to me. I am not married. I have no children or dependants.
I am hoping that the people who read this try to understand my situation. I am not proud of myself for the way my life has turned out.
I am willing to work and work hard but I need help. I hope that our society can support me one way or another.
I would be so grateful and appreciative of any assistance. I don’t want to end up on the streets, I would just die. So please anyone out there that can assist me in any way I would be so happy.
Thank you for reading about me, I wish I could express myself better but this is my story for now.
I’m holding onto the knot at the end of my rope. Please give me a hand off this rope.
Thank you again.