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Please help me rescue a family heirloom

Back in 2017 when my mother was very unwell, I pawned my grandad’s gold pocket watch to help with expenses. Unfortunately she died in October 2017, and after the funeral and other things were paid for, I have never had the money to reclaim this item. I have kept basic interest payments ticking over but that’s all. I now feel bad that I did it, although people did say to me at the time ‘Grandad would have wanted to help’. Now I really want to get the watch back. My son gets married later this year in October, and I would love to eventually gift the watch to him. He never met my grandad, but he loved old photos of him, and listening to my mum telling stories about his great grandad. The watch is a family heirloom, and I sometimes can’t believe I gave it up, even for the good cause of helping my mum. I always thought I would be able to pay it back eventually, but COVID 19, as with so many people, has caused my working hours to be cut. Although things hopefully will get a bit better in the future, I can’t see me being able to pay back enough to reclaim the watch, and it is just going to go on forever with me trying to keep up with the interest only, and never actually getting the watch back.
At the moment to repay the watch in full I would need about £1430 to pay off the original loan plus the interest. But any amounts towards this would be gratefully received.

I unfortunately have no photos of the watch, but it is a typical gentleman’s gold pocket watch and chain, that you would wear with a three piece suit, such as you would see in old photos. It was gifted to my grandad when he retired from the coal mining business. It is engraved with his name. As you can see from the amount I got for the pawn loan, it is worth quite a bit of money – I could have got more, but I’m glad I didn’t or things would be even worse! But it is worth a lot in sentimental value as well.

I have attached photos of parts of my pawnbroker agreement, showing the amounts to be paid as of the end of January – more interest has been added since then, and showing that it is listed as ‘Misc. Watch 9 carat, weight 132.36g’.

As I said above, any amounts would be very gratefully received to help pay back the loan on this item. No amount too small, and hopefully they will all add up!

Thank you so much for reading.

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Funeral for my grandmother

This week, as we said goodbye to Grandma Sheila, it hit me how incredibly lucky I have been to have my lovely grandmother with me for 42 years.

Not only with me, but an integral, close part of my life.

It is rare for a grandparent-grandchild relationship to be so essential and so long-lasting, but then, Grandma Sheila was that exceptional kind of person every single day of her life.

Until the last couple of years, my grandmother had more energy and interest in life than anyone I’ve ever known.

When I was living in Washington, D.C. in my 20s, she and Grandpa Artie came to visit.

They must have been in their 70s at the time, and we went all over town—shopping, dinner, movies.

After seeing a Hitchcock film that Saturday night, Grandma and Grandpa said, “Ok, where are we going now?”

I was so exhausted that I insisted it was time for bed.  They looked at me with surprise—and disappointment—because they would have gone for dessert, coffee, more living, more life.

My grandmother was an incredible matriarch.  Really, she was the regal leader in our family.

She baked and cooked and babysat and took us shopping and saw our new clothes when we were little.

She was always present, part of our everyday lives in such a tangible way.

As a child, I had friends whose grandparents had retired to Florida and I remember feeling that while they were lucky enough to get a yearly trip to warmer weather, I was even luckier, because I had my grandparents all the time.

That constant loving presence really shapes a person.

From our grandparents, we learn where we come from, we learn our history, we learn who we are.

Once, when I was 12, my grandmother took me for a day of shopping at Fairlane Mall.

I was so excited to share with her my favourite music—early 1980s rap.  She agreed to play my radio station in her car as she drove us carefully down the Southfield Freeway.

As we came up over a hill, we didn’t know there was a car stalled in the centre lane.

Grandma reacted quickly, extended her arm in front of me to protect me, and with the other arm, masterfully steered around the car, spinning out across the three freeway lanes onto the shoulder.  It was terrifying.  The first car accident I had ever been in.

The car stopped, she checked to make sure we were both ok, then leaned over and shut off the radio.

I felt terrible that my music caused my grandmother to get in an accident.

Of course, it didn’t, and she told me that later, but she never said a harsh word.

She simply pulled back onto the road and took us quietly to the mall and we spent the afternoon shopping and talking as if nothing had happened.

What made my grandmother special?  So wonderful?  Her elegance.  She always looked the picture of perfection and grace.

She knew everyone in Detroit, and everyone knew her.  Even better, no one ever had a bad word to say about my grandmother.

She loved deeply and fully, all of us.  She was the kind of person who just had more love in her heart for the more people who joined our lives.

This story of my grandmother wouldn’t be complete if I didn’t pay homage to her incredible cooking.  It seemed anything she made was delicious—even my children thought her Campbell’s vegetable soup was amazing!

When I lived in New York, Grandma Sheila sent me Jacobson’s boxes full of her double-chocolate brownies and once, I made the mistake of bringing them to work—I barely got one for myself.

She taught me to make gefilte fish from scratch.

I took this very seriously, as quite an honour, and showed up on a Sunday before Passover one year to help her chop the fish in her big wooden bowl, twice, so it came out extra fluffy.

There were fish heads bobbing in a pot of boiling water and carrots cooking and so many steps in this assembly line process.

The apartment reeked of cooking fish and by the time we were done, so did I—my hair, my clothing, everything.

I went home and showered to rid myself of the smell—but the next day at work, when I unzipped my purse that had been with me at Grandma’s apartment, out wafted the scent of fish.  For a week I carried that smell with me!

One year when I couldn’t make it home for Passover, I called Grandma Sheila for her matzo ball soup recipe.

The secret, she said, was fresh dill. I wrote down everything she said and drove all over town looking for a whole pullet cut into eighths, parsnip, parsley root, everything she listed.

In my apartment, which I shared with one friend, I spent half a day cooking and when I finally sat down at our little table by myself with a steaming bowl in front of me, that first bite, full of dill, made me feel like I was at my grandparents’ Passover table, rather than alone in another city.

My grandparents were a large part of the reason I moved back to Michigan.  After all, what is life without family to support you, to love you unconditionally, to be at your side through good and through bad?

As I have shared the news this week of my grandmother’s state, friends and colleagues have mentioned how old they were when they lost their grandparents.  The oldest was late 20s.

I come back to this notion that for 42 years, my grandmother has been an influential and important part of my life.  Until this last week, I hadn’t realized how truly exceptional that is.  Many marriages never last that long!

She is so much a part of who I am that even though I knew she would one day leave us, I can’t quite believe she is gone.

Grandma Sheila—you impacted my life in so many ways.

You shaped who I am.  You shaped who my children are.  You influenced all of us so greatly.

I will always love you and save a special corner of my heart to keep you with me.

And I know we will miss you every day of our lives.

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Any help please

Ok my dad passed away suddenly from covid on 27th December. He had no insurance so we scrapping funds to help where we can. However I feel I am going to have to finish my counsellor course due to finances. If anyone could help in anyway would be huge help. Even any advice or support in way would be really welcomed.

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Funeral

Hi my names sammie and I’m 19, my mum Kim 51, unexpectedly passed away 3 days ago and sadly i can’t afford for an average funeral which is around £4.000 and especially within these times I’m currently out of work and already in debt. My heart breaks as after her giving me all she had in life i can’t even afford to give her a decent send off so any donations would be appreciated so so much. Thanks for taking this time to help me i will be forever thankful of all the help. thank you!

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Need Help. My Father Passed. I’m Deeply In Debt, And Unable To Maintain What He Left Behind.

Beginning back in March, I had lost my job and taken to being an independent contractor in the gig economy to try and make ends meet. At the same time, my father had started losing weight, complaining about not feeling well, and started becoming irrationally angry. I would constantly talk with him, bringing up that he should go see a doctor. He would always decline. These conversations continued until late May, and by early June he had stopped picking up his phone.

 

In June, he had become angrier, spending most of his time in bed. I had taken to stopping by his home each day to take care of his animals as he was very rarely up and moving. On the rare times he was up and moving, he was moving unsteadily at a shuffle. Compared to his ability to walk, talk, and drive just a few months earlier, it was a stark contrast. He could barely walk, and no longer drive. The food in the refrigerator was left untouched, slowly molding. Still, he refused to seek out help.

 

On July 22nd, one of his neighbors called the non-emergency police for a wellness check, as he had left his dog out while my father had fallen asleep. He was responsive, and EMS did a vitals check. But, he was spending more and more of his time sleeping. If he wasn’t sleeping, then he was complaining about how unwell he was feeling. It was at this time he finally decided to make an appointment to see a doctor for Monday, August 3rd.

 

I arrived at his home on the 3rd to take him to the doctor. He complained more about not feeling well, and refused to go his doctor’s appointment. That day I told him I was taking his dog to make sure that she would be cared for. I also tried speaking with him about whether or not he had a will. After a thorough search of his home I have decided that he was not aware of the questions I was asking him anymore.

 

On the 5th of August, I stopped by again. This time to do some light cleaning around his home. Around 3:30 in the afternoon he tried twice to stand from his bed. He fell each time, with his lower jaw looking as if it was trying to retract into his neck. I brought him a cane, told him that I loved him, and then went to the neighbors to inform them that I didn’t believe he was going to be living much longer. They, again, called the non-emergency police line. The police showed up a little after 4. My father was unresponsive. EMS quickly followed the police, and confirmed that he had passed.

 

Since then, I have been unable to keep my bank account in the positive, my credit cards are currently maxed out, I am unable to pay his mortgage company to keep his home from being foreclosed on, and I have been unable to take care of any bills. Thank you to whoever can help me. I feel like I’m drowning in sorrow and debt.

 

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Mother of 2 wonderful children suddenly dies

My sister whom has loved on Oklahoma for the past 20 years has recently died due to asthma. She died at home while her children were there in the early morning hours on May 31, 2020. It has been tough on everyone. She was only 32 years old with a 13 year old son and a 10 year old daughter.

It is especially hard on my family because we are trying to figure out a way to bring her body back to Arkansas my home state from Oklahoma. The funeral director says that it will be $2,700 to do so. She did not have any life or burial insurance and the family does not have that kind of money. It hurts me deep to know that I can’t help my sister in her passing.

This is why I am posting this because I am literally begging as this is my last resort. I am asking for $3000 to bring my sisters body home to have a proper funeral and to bury her in the ground. Any donation will help. Please open your hearts because tomorrow is not promised to anyone. Love on your family and tell them that you love them everyday. I never got the chance to tell my sister that but she knew I loved her unconditionally.

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Needing help to fly home for a funeral

Asking for help to obtain $500.00 or even fly miles to Indiana from Florida.  For Plane tickets to make it to a funeral this week for myself and my 12 yr old daughter.

I just moved to Florida from Indiana with my children and I just received news that my best friend of 35 years just lost her son, he was battling depression that nobody was aware of, he had went to the hospital earlier in the morning for stabbing himself, and was released home due to covid-19. A few hours later he began stabbing himself in the neck,heart,and other places. The police showed up and he was mentally unstable and things escalated and they shot him 5 times and he died. I helped raise this little boy he was 21 years old. My fiancé of 7 years committed suicide in 2016, I sympathize deeply.  I have done public speaking for mental awareness and suicide prevention. However, with that said, I know my best friend, and I know right now in her mind she has nothing else to live for. I desperately need help going home for the funeral and to possibly see my best friend one last time. The monies is for a plane ticket and or car rental. whichever I can obtain first. I must take my 12 yr old daughter with me and that’s why the amount is more then it would be if traveling alone. Im grateful for any help and I am embarrassed to ask for it, but I have no other option. This means a lot to me. Thank you in advance

Funeral is for Spencer Calvert from Portland Indiana. Incase anyone wanted to verify my asking of help. My oldest daughter is 20. She lives back in Indiana with her boyfriend and she isn’t taking the news very well either. I understand the magnitude of help Im asking for, but I am at a rock and a hard place at the moment. I thought renting a car would be better, but they want a major credit card and I dont have one.

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Cremation for my brother

Hi, my name is aaron like the old saying when it rain pours. I have a young brother who had a stroke about three years ago. He was hospitalized for about 4 months. He was pretty much written off by the doctor because of a blood vessel burting in his brain. Doctor’s were ready to take him to hospice.  My mom and I said we believe in a higher up, aren’t taking him nowhere. He pulled through in those for months. Came to live with me. His speech was affected by his stroke. I had speech therapy set up for him which cause me to fall behind in my mortgage. Got a call from mortgage company saying that I could get a modification done, I was like really I said ok. What do I need to do send in 1900 dollars and your payments will be $ 1098.00 a month , did about ten payments was all a scam didn’t even know. Phone caller Id had mortgage name and phone number. It has cause my bank account to be overdrawn over a year, I get paid account still over drawn.  My fiance is on permanent disability.  We have a beautiful 6 year old daughter who has autism which affects her speech.  Last month my brother went into cardiac arrest. He was down to long , did CPR on him for about an hour he is now on a ventilator with brain damage not responding to any thing. Today 3/11/2020 talked to doctor no good news. I will be calling the doctor tomorrow to make the toughest decision in my life to has him taken off the ventilator. Need help to have him cremated to much pain for my mom for  a service.

I want to thank u for reading my story . I would greatly appreciate  any help from those who can.

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In need

Hi I’m 26 with 2 young kids,

I’m needing to pay off my parents funeral who both passed away. My dad 2 days before Christmas 2016 of a heart attack  and my mum got cancer 6 months after my dad died and passed 7 months after on the 10/03/2017 I’m an only child so it has always just been us 3 no other family.

I’m struggling to pay my bills and pay off there funeral. I’m behind at least $15000 in funeral cost and $5000 in everyday bills. I would never get on here and do something like this but I’m struggling. My car is also not on the road as it was in my mum’s name and I need to get a hole new road worthy on it which is going to cost a fair bit.

If anyone could help me out would mean the world.

I know I’m a grown women but I did really rely on my parents for everything as it was just us 3.

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Save me from

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Hello to whoever you are that is reading this, let me start of by saying it is very much appreciated.. my name is William, I live in an unincorporated area outside Los Angeles, ca. About 5 years ago, My grandfather who was married to my grandma for 57 years passed away, which left her in a whole new state of unknown. I made a vow to the universe, that I would never let her feel worst by coming everyday after work for at least five hours until I headed back Home.. at first it was scary, because I had came off of being a young party cool life of the party guy.. to bring along with my grandma her not speaking English and my Spanish pretty rough to say the least. One day I fell sick and couldn’t make it after work for almost a week.. she called and I felt horrible just hearing the lonely in her voice. When I made it back the next week she asked me to move in with her… and that’s what I did. It would make my mornings a bit tougher but I had become attached and it broke my heart every night when I would leave after bed time.. over the next few years we became best friends.. dozens of 911 calls and nights up with her, talking, crying, laughing, telling jokes… you name is we covered it! I had a few really close calls and she suffered from so many different illnesses but every hospital stay or 911 trip to the er she’d come out on top.. and be back home as soon as possible. She looked out for me, she introduced me to a love I have never experienced before.. she was now my best friend. This passed July we celebrated her birthday and everything seemed to be okay for the most part.. until one day July 16th she was rushed to the er. I knew she’d be fine, went right over and a few days later she was coming home so I left the hospital to come and tidy up the house. She never got home.. and this is where it goes left.. I call the hospital and get no answers.. so I go back.. she’s on life support intubated.. I couldn’t believe it… they said she wasn’t going to make it. Sure enough she came back and was out of the icu.. three days later fell back onto life support.. this time it’s August and my birthday is here.. I asked for nothing more than for people to ask the universe to let this one slide, I needed her and I was scared.. she wasn’t moving responding or anything.. she passed away five days after my birthday and that’s where my heart broke for ever..

now here’s where I am asking for help.. I’m being evicted because of a miscommunication with the Management here at my grandmas apartment. I am not working and currently waiting for my ssdi case ruling.. its been so hard I’m backed up on bills and the managers have been very vicious… I am on my knees.. the rent has been paid but they haven’t wanted to accept it. But haven’t returned it. I am asking you please.. I have court fees , the little money I had saved is gone.. funeral life, I am currently looking for work and I promise you how forever grateful I would be and when I can I will pay it forward.. I haven’t been served correctly but I have never been in this situation so I’ve been doing a lot of research I suffer from major depression, bipolar depression amongst others. Any tips would be gladly accepted.. I feel like I am at the end of it .. and I am so embarrassed but I know my truth and I need someone to help me.. please also I don’t know how to post multiple pics or if it allows but I have the letter from the court and notices.. I just need to get on my feet until I get hi red or something gives in..

I am asking for any amount, even a well wish into the universe.. thank you.  Since It says to include amount I would guess 3000.00
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Funeral expenses for repatriation. Please!!!

My son was a volunteer, and from the moment he learned he had an inoperable tumor, he decided to go ahead and go ahead with volunteering. His passion was volunteering.

A month before his death, he decided to write me a letter, letting me know that if he had the chance to go back, he would not change anything, because he lived for what he was born to do, and do it with all his heart.

I, of course, was unaware of his medical condition like everyone else, as my son did not want to give me any other worries, since I had lost my wife for about a year, with whom I had spent 27 years of marriage.

With her I met when I was 40 She was 35, and immediately we loved each other madly, after several attempts and 5 years after our meeting we were lucky enough to receive the greatest gift a person can add to her life, the arrival of our son.

My son turned 20, he decided that continuing his studies was not for him, and that he would feel comfortable doing something else, after almost 6 months he began his life as a Volunteer.

We obviously as parents, supported him and let him choose his path.

As parents, we had our concerns, but we set two simple rules.

“Communication and NO to substance abuse”.

Since these methods of communication are not difficult these days, they were done via messaging or email.

Several years had passed since our son had started on his journey, and from time to time when it was possible, even if he never asked them, we as parents always sent him financial support.

As agreed, our son, told us about his experiences and the discomforts he had encountered, and that doing those experiences was his way to repay life and the people who were beside him.

Two months before our 27th wedding anniversary my wife passed away due to a sudden heart attack, so as a father I did everything I could to ensure that my son could meet the expenses for the return, and give a final farewell to his mother.

4 months later my son left, and a year later, due to financial problems, I moved into a pensioner.

Then one day my son informed me that his journey took him to places where technology was poor or almost absent, so the only method that was still working was the classic one, paper and pen and by mail.

The waiting time for a letter varied between 3-4 weeks, and I waited for his letters with joy, as the only bond that held me on this Earth.

The years passed and communications with my son began to fade, meanwhile the past years had become 4.

Then one day, I get a letter from the place where my son was volunteering, and it wasn’t from him.

In the letter it was communicated to me that my son had failed because of his illness, and that they wanted to know, the due with regard to the succession.

I could not believe it and did not understand what aches the person was talking about, then I realized that within the letter there was another letter addressed to me and written by my son.

He wrote to me that after he had returned to give his mother a last goodbye, he had then gone to the doctor to be checked, because he had been in pain for months before.

Discovering his illness and that there were no remedies in this regard, he didn’t want to give me any worries, he preferred not to tell me since his mother had just died.

The symptoms of malaise that he had were nothing compared to those to whom he gave help, and he did everything he could not to worry those around him, avoiding to divulge his pain.

Now I find myself in a situation where, being in a pension, I can’t afford the costs of returning the body and give my son a proper burial next to his mother.

I never asked for help and begged anyone, do it now in the moment of need, it makes me very sad, so I beg you, I need £ 20,000 to help me with the cost of the funeral for my son, and repatriate him.

I really hope someone can help me. Thank you for reading my story.

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Help with Funeral debt

Anything Helps!!

I just want to start by saying thank you to anyone who is willing to help my family and I in this time of need. We greatly appreciate every bit of it.

On August 4th my husband got a call from one of his family members stating that his father was in the hospital on life support. They weren’t sure what was going to happen from that point. All they New was Anthony (my husband) needed to get to Indiana ASAP. We live in Texas. Already we knew this trip was going to cut us very short on money. He is the only one with a steady income and we have three small children at that. I stay home most of the time unless I can get a baby sitter and go do a house cleaning. Which is very random for me to get. It took us 12 hours to get to the hospital from home. We checked into our hotel room(which was just a hotel 6) so not much. We went up here on our last dime. We were there for 2 weeks on the money we had saved up for emergencies. Trying to figure out what the family wanted to do. Anthony being the only child was to soul decider on if he wanted to pull his daddy from life support or not. Consulting with his family. Everyone came to an agreement to go ahead and do so. Very hard decision for him. Nobody wants to see a loved one in that position. Ever. But his dad wasn’t going to get any better. He was suffering from bone marrow cancer and his liver was not doing good also. He was also brain dead from dying and being brought back to life. So with the decision made. He had him pulled on August 9th. His dad fought a hard day before he went to be with the lord. May god rest his soul.

Being such a bad running in everything we had to borrow the money for his funeral expenses. This put us behind and now we owe the person we borrowed from. I’m not asked no for anyone to feel sorry for us but to just help with what they can in this dire time. We literally put everything we had into this funeral and now we are struggling to catch back up. All we are asking for is 10,000 dollars. I know it’s a lot but that’s all we need to pay back this best and get our heads above water. It’s hard having 3 small children and only one steady source of income so please if you can help. That’s all I can ask! Thanks you very much for your time.

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My dads Cremation Arrangements

Hi my name is Ruthie I am here asking for help, on July 12th my day started off like any other day , I always call my dad who lives in new york to see how he was doing, conversation wa going great until he broke the news to me … My father sadly told me on top of having heart problems he had found out he had kidney failure, and his kidneys were in bad shape , he said his doctors have offered dialysis but he bluntly said he will not go through that he is tired of hospital doctors and he prefers not to go through all of the suffering, at that moment my heart dropped , he explained to me he is 80 years old and unfortunately he is tired and does not have the fight in him anymore and for me to understand that his day is coming very soon and he just wanted to prepare me. So as his daughter I promised to understand his actions and decisions. I next day called  doctors ,hospital  hes been in and got confirmation of what’s going on I was informed of he refuses dialysis his life expectancy is shortened by alot  with this said they said I go ahead and start thinking of the future and what it might hold. The issues I’m having are as follows this is something that has came.up unexpectedly and my father has noone no family no friends nothing that can help him I live 3000 miles away and  all I am trying to do is raise money to pay ahead for his cremation arrangements so when my dad passes away everything is good to go even me being here I’m Oregon and I am sure i will get my dad when the day god calls him. My father was refugee here about 60 years ago given a green card a social security and an identification card , and now that my dad is seeking help seeking his retirement they refuse to give it to him because they claim he is ILLEGALLY here which is NOt the case he has paid taxes for so many years and they have ko way of helping him now.  , and because of this we have no financial ways to pay for any of the expenses that are arising,  I am a mother of 5 and now have to find a way to come up with this money and I refuse to give up I cannot and don’t want my dad to die and be put anywhere I will live to have him here with me . Please if you find it in your heart to help me get some funds together so I can pay for my dads cremation arrangements it would mean more then anyone cam and will ever know and only God knows how much this will help make sure my dad is taken cared of they day he is called home,  since the last time my dad has been in and out the hospital more then 4 times not doing well  I just want to be able to take this one burden off his shoulder.

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Funeral Cost for recently deceased mom and dad

My mother and father both had recently passed away in a major car accident that happened when they were coming home from a business meeting…they were hit by a semi truck that failed to stop at the stop light, because he had gotten distracted by his cellphone. My mother and father have 3 kids, 2 being under the age of 10 and 7, and me being 19…we need help, raising at least $14,000 to cover funeral and burial cost for both of my parents :’( and to help feed the little ones so that they don’t starve 😔 if you would be kind enough to help us in this dire time of need…we will greatly appreciate it! Thank you and God Bless..

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Buried in Funeral Debts

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I am 35, and I’m drowning in debt.

I lost all three of my grandparents within a 3 week span last August. They hadn’t really prepared for any funeral costs, as most in our family are very long lived, so we all thought we had years yet. Sadly, we didn’t. I had been working on my credit score, so I’d gotten a few credit cards in my name for the first time ever, and used those to pay the costs associated with the burials, or as much as I could.

I’m on disability, and a member of a disabled family. While this was all going on, my aunt was put in the hospital for a flesh eating bacteria infection. She eventually lost both her legs above the knee. My mom has had three bouts of cancer- Kidney, Thyroid, and Lung. Thankfully, they’ve both pulled through, but with Medicaid as our primary insurance, there are a lot of medical supplies that weren’t covered. I’m a loving and dedicated furbaby owner. She has had recurring bouts of a UTI, which cost me $250 each time to get the tests done and treat them, but I scrape the money together because I cannot let her suffer. I’d rather go hungry and without, myself.

I had an emergency gallbladder surgery last week. The portion that Medicaid won’t pay is $4,000, because I was transferred from the first hospital to another, since my original stomach surgeon worked at the 2nd hospital and everyone felt it was best that I remain under his care as he’d treated me before for ulcers and Ulcerative Colitis. Since the first hospital could have done the surgery, but I ‘elected’ to be transferred, they aren’t paying for the bed and tests from the first hospital. The doctor on staff had never given me the choice, or I would have remained there.

Every time I think I’m starting to get ahead, something else happens, and I have to stand up and save my family again. I just want to not cry myself to sleep every night, wondering how I’m going to afford the next month’s bills. I make $700 a month on disability, and right now everything goes to the bills, but I still can’t get ahead because my interest rates are sky high. I make so little that no one will approve me for a debt consolidation loan.

My current bills are $9,000. I’ve managed to get it down to that from the $12,000 it was when I started, but with the new hospital bill looming over my head, I’m officially at rock bottom and can’t fight anymore. I hate begging for help, but at this point, I just don’t know what else to do. Thank you for anyone who reads this and might be able to spare a little help. Once I’m back on my feet, I intend to pay it forward in whatever ways I can.

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