In April, our duplex was sold and the new owners want us out. This was our home for 18 years.
The stress gave hubby a heart attack and two days later a massive stroke. I’ve been disabled with crippling pain for 20 years so this was scary for me to not know how to care for him.
Since he was released to a local nursing facility, I had to rush over to that facility to make them do their job. They’d “forget” his meals, over work him in PT and he was injured and the final straw was on Memorial day, he told his nurse he “felt weird” at 6 am and by 8 am when I called to check on him before getting ready to go see him, he told me he didn’t feel well but the nurses were ignoring him. I tried calling as I dressed and drove over, but no one ever answered the phone. When I got there, nurses were standing around near his room but not one of them even looked in on him. I demanded the resident doctor look at him and was met with a rude denial. I had to call 911.
After spending the day there having tests and scans, Thank goodness he didn’t have another heart attack or stroke, the ER couldn’t get anyone to answer the phones so they could release him back to them, which is the law. After 30 minutes of constant calling, they finally called the physicians line and got through.
Needless to say, I pulled him right out of there, was made to sign an AMA document and took him home.
Now, I’m his “nurse” , the only one who is packing, looking for financing because his job was our only real income aside from my $675 monthly stipend, look for help moving closer to my daughter who is 2000 miles away and the only family we have. Plus try to keep our utilities on.
My daughter wants me closer to her so she can help me with the day to day things that I can no longer do and after this last couple of months, I’ll need her help more than ever since I keep re-injuring myself trying to move and pack heavy objects.
I’m quickly losing traction on everything. No one that we know can or is willing to even help with the packing. Finding assistance in any form has been horrific. All I’ve gotten is some food stamps. And getting financial aid to just pay my utilities is a joke. All I get is, “we don’t have any funding”, given a list of other places that can’t seem to help for one reason or another.
I am desperate and have lost almost all hope of being able to get to keep anything including my daughter’s and Grandchildren’s family heirlooms and items I’ve kept for them through the years.
I’m asking for some help with the costs of this move. We don’t have a choice in staying even if we could afford the rent here. And now we’re two months in arears since the new owners told me they wouldn’t charge us rent considering my husband’s health issues, but now are demanding the back rent plus next month’s rent.
Plus, physical help with going through our stuff to sell, donate or trash what we don’t need and help with the cost of a reliable moving company. Again, my daughter can help with storage helping us move into a new place there and has even offered to go look at places for me to let me know which ones are acceptable for our needs when we get there. If we stay in this area, the rents are too high and there is nearly no financial help for us. We will be homeless.
This all happened all at once and every day I’m more painful and stiff than the day before. Our debt grows and my depression and hopelessness grows too. I’m petrified I’ll get sick from all the demands put on us and then my husband won’t have care, we’ll lose absolutely everything including our companion kitties which could quite laterally kill my husband.
Please, please have compassion or pity on us and help us! I’ve always been the helper and have tried my entire life to give more than I get so this is not an easy thing I’m doing here but I can’t find any other avenue open to me.
No matter what, I send you blessings and humbly appreciate your time and if you have questions or want proof of my story, please email me and I can send snap shots of the paperwork and answer any questions. =^-^=