I am a 36 yo nurse who is sick with a fast growing cancer of the blood and immune system called Non-Hodgkin Lymphoma. I also have a Lumbar Spine injury that can’t be operated on and fixed until my immune system is in better condition due to the Lymphoma. I cannot stand or sit for long periods of time due to my back injury, and I am very weak due to the treatment I am receiving for Lymphoma. Needless to say I have not been able to work and my family is suffering greatly. I have applied for services through the normal resources, but am on a waiting list to receive any help for housing and will have to find a new home for our beloved dog, who has protected my daughter and I physically and emotionally for the last two years, because of the nonsense of labeling his “vicious” breed, a pitbull. We have very little family or support and though sympathetic to our needs, none are in the position to help us at this time. Although times have been rough if not brutal throughout the years, I have never been in the position with enough need to ask for charity and I am shy to due so publicly as my daughter is at a delicate stage in life, 13, and I fear she will be teased, as she already has a difficult time in school with her peers due to being shy and because she is a little overweight. We are currently homeless and without a vehicle. We are not able to stay with family nor at any homeless shelters with our dog and are not able to emotionally part with him since he has been so loyal to us, and all of the shelters I’ve contacted are reluctant to take his breed. We have spent many night in parks and even some in a tent at local amping areas and due to the cold weather, we are currently staying in a friend’s RV wo heat, electric, or water other than in buckets we get from the neighbors. We do not complain of living this way and are grateful for any type of shelter, but have been asked to leave and find another resource because the local law enforcement has been harassing the owner of the RV due to ordinance violations we are committing by living here as the site it is on is for parking and storage use only. I truly have no where to go and over the summer our only vehicle was stripped and broken into along with our home which was gutted for scrap metals and wiring by theives while my daughter and dog were hours away in another state with her grandparents, which could not be a long term solution due to their health, and I was in the hospital receiving treatment for a month. My identity was also stolen at this time and bank account drained as a result of the theives having access to all my vital information, so loans especially wo reliable income are out of question. I was so disgusted by the fact that there is practically nothing anyone could do to regain our loss and the restless feeling the home gave me just looking at the mess that was left, that I sold our home for three thousand dollars, which is what it was now worth considering repairs that were needed, and the promise of another home by the buyer for contract for deed, which he is no longer able to provide. We have used that money for living expenses like showering at rest areas, personal hygiene, rides to necessary places like school and doctor appointments, items needed for school, food, and the last penny I have to my name was recently spent on a storage facility that is also a flea market so that we can keep what little items we have left and also possibly sell some items that we find in the trash, as people waste so many usable things, which I am hoping will give us a way to maintain the cost of living until I am able to go back to work. Having access to a dependable truck or even van that we could stay in would greatly increase the amount of items I could try to sell there. I try to stay positive and look at how worse our situation could be for my daughter’s sake, but the stress is becoming overwhelming and I’ve even considered begging someone else to raise my child because I feel like she deserves a stable home and a bedroom to call her own which right now I am unable to provide. That feeling has been the worst I have ever known, and this is my second cancer I’ve caught against, so I am no stranger to overwhelming thoughts as I’ve even accepted and even prepared for death in the event that I were to loose the fight. I am and always have been a strong woman and try my best to relay the ability to rely on your own capabilities to make the best out of any situation life throws my way to my daughter. I am not giving up, which is the reason I am on this site begging for the help of anyone who may have the means to help us, even if it is not much, I am no stranger to making a little money go a long way. I have always preached to others in a financial crisis that money is only an object and to be grateful for the things money cannot buy like love and happiness and to appreciate the things it does provide that they are lucky to have such as food and shelter. I live by those words and have done well with managing to stay happy during this hard time we are faced with, but I have no words to encourage myself with when we are facing sleeping on a park bench or hiding in an alley so we don’t break any city ordinances. I will keep praying and trying to come up with a solution to help us survive, and will greatly appreciate any help or even suggestions any kind hearted person is willing to give. Thank you for taking the time to read my story and thank you in advance for any help you are able to give.