My husband, Johnny was taken ill in France in the middle of December 2015- a blockage of his intestines, he was admitted to a hospital in the Ariege region near Foix,the hospital known as Chiva. The surgeon told us it was a relatively simple operation to by pass the blockage. Johnny had eaten almost nothing for 2 weeks prior to this, just water and some liquid food, he’d been sick a few times but he was unable to pass any food through his bowel . He was a little weak but in reasonably good spirits considering and not in too much pain. We agreed I would go back to England for 2 weeks as I had arranged to see my daughters.( we were both living in France at the time, it was our only home although we were not registered as such) and return to collect him when he was recovering. I kept in touch with the hospital, the operation went well and although Johnny sounded weaker on the phone and worse in some respects I was told by the medical staff he was recovering, I have to say I didn’t realize at the time the recovery period for that kind of surgery was long at the best. I arrived back at the hospital on the 2nd of January and was deeply shocked by his condition, he was clearly suffering. The nursing staff were odd and reluctant to help us. Johnny said “Just get me out of here and I’ll be OK” I surmised they had found him a difficult patient- who isn’t when they are in pain?- and there was a communication problem. Anyway we got back to the house, about an hours drive and I helped Johnny into bed, he seemed very ill to me. The next day he was worse if anything, not eating, not drinking and i called the local Doctor. I felt he was more worried than he cared to admit and he arranged for a nurse to come twice a day and for Johnny to have a glucose drip and water. We had a terrible 5 days, he seemed to get worse and worse, one time the nurse missed his vein and his arm was like a balloon in the morning.Then I realized he was really losing it mentally, didn’t remember anything or where he was. By this time he had lost easily 10-12 kilos in weight. I called the Doctor again and agreed with him he should go straight back into hospital, which is what happened. He stayed in the hospital for 3 months, nearly died, had multiple infections in different organs, had suffered permanent brain damage and by the time he was eventually able to leave he couldn’t walk. I was told the brain damage was due to a complete lack of thiamine, B1 andB6, because he had always been a drinker, beer not spirits and because he hadn’t really eaten prior to the surgery for 2 weeks.As i understand it now, if his lack of thiamine had been realized when he was first admitted, the brain damage could have been avoided- I did tell them he drank a lot. It’s fair to say he wasn’t looking after himself in that respect, however he had been loosing his sight for a long time which had recently got much worse and to some extent the drinking was his way of coping with that.He would never listen to reason in regard to his alcohol consumption , in truth you can’t make someone stop drinking, it has to be their decision. He eventually came home in March 2016 but clearly needing some long term nursing care or convalescence. We arrived back in England towards the end of March, staying with my daughter and her partner in Ringwood ,Hampshire. We both registered at the local medical center and within 10 days Johnny was admitted to a local care home, Abbey Rose. By this time he was walking with difficulty using a walking frame. If you have convalescence care following a hospital stay in the UK, 6 weeks is paid for by the NHS, but because it had been in France and he had been out of hospital for 2 weeks I was told we had to pay. Initially this was £850 a month but after about 6 weeks we had to pay another £650 a month because it was a private home and it didn’t seem fair on Johnny to move him to a council run home because he was beginning to recover well, physically at least- the brain damage was permanent. So the monthly payments used up all his teachers pension and his state pension. Which left me under £500 a month to live on with my own state pension. ( I do still work as a mosaic artist, but at the time I didn’t feel able to organise an exhibition and even then had no guarantee of selling anything, I’ve only been working as an artist in my own right for 10 years and have no pedigree in that respect). So in order to manage I kept some money back for myself, assuming Johnny would be well enough to come home by the end of the year, I thought we would be able to pay off the deficit when he left. Also at this time I was trying to pay off some excess medical bills from France, although the NHS picked up the main bill for the hospital, which must have been huge, the excess bills were about 4000 euros if added altogether- most of these I have now paid, there is about 550 euros left which I pay when I can and so far no one is getting heavy about it. I felt Johnny was well enough to leave the care home by January 2017 and that I would be able to cope, even though adult social services had misgivings about it at the time. Also I wanted to clear all the outstanding charges which had mounted up by this time, so maybe because of that there was a little self delusion on my part in thinking I would be able to manage looking after Johnny. I looked after him for 3 months, i knew if i carried on i would become ill myself. his short term memory is now limited and erratic. sometimes he thinks he is still a young man and registers such genuine surprise when I tell him he is actually 72, and then I think he wonders where his life went.He is on an anti-psychotic drug because he sometimes becomes very afraid and paranoid. he walks Ok now but he is very stiff in his movements and he has night time incontinence. He was a very charismatic man and very funny with a savage quick wit, which still surfaces sometimes, I can still have an intellectual conversation with him and he has some amazing elaborate fantasy’s which can be intriguing. He was a teacher in south London of technology, art and design, when we first met in 1999 his classroom tales would have me on the floor in hysterical spasms of laughter. He is in care again now, Bickerly Green in Ringwood Hampshire, it’s not perfect by any means, he is a lot younger than most of the residents, but the staff really like him and take good care of him and try and make sure all his needs and wants are met on a personal level. When I am there we spend long days together, but it is often very difficult at the end of the day when I take him back to the home- the emotional pain is gut wrenching- for both of us. So the reason I am writing all this is because financially i am just about coping- or i was, but the demand from Kevin, the owner of Abbey Rose for the full final payment is just beyond me at the moment- the bank will not lend it to me and I can’t really stop the payments to Bickerly Green (Hampshire Council) because there is still a back log of £2000 to be paid there. So the bill in question is £2076,15 of which I have paid £300 in monthly installments. I am asking for the difference,£1776, to who ever is reading this, thanks for listening, Patty & Johnny
I’m sure you’ve heard the story hundreds of times. At first, the couple is madly in love, obsessed with each other, planning their lives together …Then something happens. They get married and he stops hiding his gambling addiction. He starts drinking daily. He drains their savings on these addictions, applies for credit cards in her name, maxes them out, and when she gets mad about it …He leaves marks in places no one will see.
My husband is a government employee, of the high-ranking law enforcement capacity. I have been isolated by him and his comrades. The charges I attempted to file in a neighbouring county were invalid because that’s not where we live. He tells people I’m a drunk and I’m starved for attention, harming myself (and causing a miscarriage) because I need someone to talk to. My credit has been ruined, while his remains impeccable. I don’t know how we got here, or how I didn’t see this coming, but I’m desperate to get out.
Part of me wants to make a run for it and just live on the street, as that would be better than what I endure at home, but rebuilding your financial life these days is so hard. If I leave now and abandon my financial responsibilities, they’ll just come back to haunt me later, and make my life more difficult.
So.. I’m not just looking for money to get me out of here.. I’m looking for assistance to put back together what he ruined, as well as help to pay off the surgery to repair a left tib/fib break he caused. Insurance only covers so much.
I want out. I want to start over. I want to start a new life without his garbage hanging over my head. I’m not the type of girl to stay “because I love him”. I most certainly will never come back to him.
Please help me get out and start over.
Hello, I was born with sturge weber syndrome. I have to take medication twice a day every day just to control my seizures. As a result of this condition and because the birth mark covers half of my face that side of my face and my lip is swollen I also have glaucoma in the eye on that side of my face. I have already done 5 surgeries on my eye to save the vision and every time i had to travel to get them done and the surgeries are really expensive and mentally draining and 2 of those surgeries were emergency surgeries where i had to been flown out immediately to get the surgery done or I could have lost my eye.
I currently don’t work any where and finding a suitable job is really hard much less to get a job in the first place. All of the financial strain to get the different medications for my seizures, glaucoma and all my doctor bills are on my parent who have a hard time getting the money especially for the overseas doctor visits and surgeries.
There are few things i can do without putting myself in any risk but one thing i like is watching football on TV and my favorite team is Barcelona and my favorite players are Messi and Suarez i would really love to get an authentic jersey for them but i can’t afford it and football shirts are not cheap to get the custom player shirts are almost $200 US.
I could of easily asked for help to pay for my doctor visits which would easily reach over $500 US just for a single visit but i just want a simple item that would bring some joy to me something to make me happy and i would really appreciate it if i can get some help to get at least one of the shirts, getting the two would be really awesome but i would be satisfied with one.
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This story starts eight years ago, when I became pregnant for first time. After five years of marriage, my husband and I were very excited – our first baby!
During the first doctor’s appointment something wasn’t right. After many tests, I was diagnosed with an aggressive form of uterine cancer. I had emergency surgery the next day but we decided to wait on chemotherapy until after the birth. We scheduled the C-section for August 15, 2008. Everything went well and our beautiful, perfect Kristina Isabella joined us! But a few days later, I developed a deep vein thrombosis that put me in coma for 5 months. Six months of therapy to recover movement and strength followed. I basically missed the first year of my daughter’s life. But I was thankful to be alive!
It was too risky to have any more children but four years later, we received the shocking news that I was pregnant again. Thankfully, my doctors took great care of me. I was seen weekly and received blood thinner shots daily during the pregnancy.
On April 25, 2012 our miracle, Daniel, entered the world!!!
Life was good in the midst of many changes – new jobs, new house, two small children. What a blessing – our happy little family.
On September 21, 2016, I picked Daniel up from school. I immediately noticed he was struggling to walk. I thought he was just tired, but when we got home, he couldn’t walk from the car to our house. That was extremely weird since he is usually full of energy and can’t wait to get home to play with his sister and his toys. I carried him to the bath tub, hoping that would help. It didn’t. He began screaming and crying that his legs were burning. We hurried to the emergency room. After much testing, he was diagnosed with Guillain-Barre syndrome.
Guillain-Barré syndrome (GBS) is a disorder in which the body’s immune system attacks part of the peripheral nervous system. The first symptoms of this disorder include varying degrees of weakness or tingling sensations in the legs. In many instances the symmetrical weakness and abnormal sensations spread to the arms and upper body. These symptoms can increase in intensity until certain muscles cannot be used at all and, when severe, the person is almost totally paralyzed. In these cases the disorder is life threatening – potentially interfering with breathing and, at times, with blood pressure or heart rate – and is considered a medical emergency.
On September 22, 2016, he was admitted at Dallas Children’s Hospital. The treatment started immediately. It was difficult for me to watch him suffer. For many days, he was disoriented, confused and couldn’t respond to simple questions, as well as in a lot of pain.
That same night my husband ended up at Plano Children’s hospital with our daughter Kristina, who was diagnosed with appendicitis. Two kids, two different hospitals and two devastated, exhausted parents consumed with worry and the anguish of seeing our children suffer.
Fortunately, my husband insisted on a deeper examination of Kristina, and it turned out she did not have appendicitis. Daniel’s treatment began to work and a few days later he was running around again, eating chocolate cake from the hospital cafeteria and madly in love with his sweet nurses. We were released from the hospital and headed home for the slow recovery. For 6 months, Daniel didn’t have control of his bowels. Needless to say that was a great challenge for us, his school and our church. They offered immense support and now, almost a year later, Daniel is fine! He has been released from follow up with the Neurology department at Children’s and we are incredibly grateful for their help, knowledge and kindness.
We have worked hard to pay our medical bills, but there are a few remaining that we have not been able to cover. We have no savings left and some days, we do not have enough money to cover our basic need of food, gas, etc. Even with both of us working full-time (my husband as a teacher, I am a graphic designer at a church), things look very bleak. We just need some help to get these bills covered. Some have gone to collections at this point.
We want to do the honorable thing and pay these bills. Thank you for reading our story and thank you for considering helping us during this difficult time. We are so thankful for caring and loving people like you!
Hello to all readers.
My name is Michelle and I am a single mother of 6 wonderful children. 8 years ago I was severely obese and I could not do any activity with my children so I consalted my doctor for help and they referred me to a barriactric clinic where I was approved for gastric bypass I was so happy to finally be able to do activity with my children cause I was going to lose all the weight that was holding me down in 2008 I had the weight lose procedure done and I went through alot of painful side affects with eating and I became really I’ll I could not take care if my children but thanks to god as the weight came of and years passed I slowly became better. I went from 398 pounds to 160 pounds in no time and I was grateful to be able to function better and so where my children but after a short time I started getting really bad rashes under all areas of my body due to the massive amounts of extra skin so once again I consulted my doctor for help but this time I was told there’s nothing they can do to apply zinc to the rashes areas after I was turned down to have all the massive amounts of skin removed I became severely depressed and stopped interacting with my children or the out side world I became house bound because I am so emotionally messed up because I was finally healthy but now I carry around skin like I’m an 80yr old women with severe rashes so I’ve become severely depressed and feel like I no longer need to live and my children had to go and live with my family due to the depression I’m dealing with cause I can’t bare to go anywhere or even try dating again I feel like my life is over when I thought it was the beggining to a better one now I’m stuck with thoughts of why am I still alive no one will ever love me again I’m a disgusting looking women I don’t even wanna live anymore so if anyone is out there who hears my cry for help I just need to have a fully body lift and my life might still have meaning someone please help me.
Proud father and husband finally willing to ask for help. My story starts 13 years ago when our son was diagnosed with juvenile diabetes. My wife was forced to quit her job to take care of our son. No help was available to us from family or friends. I worked a full time job and my wife was finally able to find some part time work while our son was at school. My medical insurance paid a lot but prescription prices and deductibles were high. I resorted to credit cards to fill in the gaps. A year ago my employer quit covering spouses on medical insurance so we had to get separate insurance for my wife. Seven months ago my wife was hospitalized and diagnosed with type 2 diabetes. This new medical concern has added even more financial hardship to our family and has caused more reliance on credit cards just to put food on the table. Most recently our family’s hardship has taken another big hit when the company I work for cut back on any overtime. I am now at the point where I am drowning in debt and am looking for a life line. Any help that you can give would be greatly appreciated. We are a very loving and proud family of 4 that seems to be hit with a case of very bad luck.
hey guys someone smashed glass on my arm and it messed my ulnar nerve up my hand is messed up i had to undergow a nerve graft… i have like no family my dad doesnt talk to me everyone hates me,… im such a kind person but looks in this world r everything and im going thru a lot right now when i went to have this surgery to rpair my nerve the doctor did an ain nerve transfer by my wrist and then he used sural nerve form the back of my leg to fix my messed up nerve at my elbow i had developed a neuroma of 5cm so they did that and now part of my foot and leg is numb :( he also did a nerve transfer and ever since he did the nerve transfer its created more problems for it feels terrible and i need money as soon as possible to go take it off im going to undue the surgery by my wrist i am traumatized trying to get disabity i lost everything my relationship, my car my home im living with a friend who treats me terrible and im so sad to the point where i want to give up on my life but im still standing i literally lost everything im so sad my name is george and i would appreciate ur help im really sad no one helps me i need to make at least 3000,00 for the surgery and cost to get there since its a doctor outside the country i want to go to the best since no one here has helped me and ive gone in circles im so depserte i dont even know what to write anymore cause im not even sure if anyone is going to help me.. im so kind hearted and everyne has done me wrong im really sad if u see this and r reading to this point please help me i really need help anything ounts even 1.00 i lost everything and im living a nightmare my hand doesnt bend back like it used to the nerve transfer feels terrible and i want it off i hate my life im so sad.. pkease hekp im so desperete
I spoke to the Suicide Hotline two months ago. They told me to go to the ER immediately. I was terrified. I can’t even remember the. Last time I’ve been to the hospital aside from physicals and immunizations required for school. They called the nearest hospital for me and arranged my. same-day visit. My friends were concerned and overall scared for my life, so they brought me to the hospital in hopes that that I’ll find a psychiatrist to help me. I do thank my friends for that and I’ll be forever grateful.
Unfortunately not much was done to assure me or even refer me to a psychiatrist. I understand that I was only a visitor of depression and suicide idealation. I wasn’t someone on the brink of death, which is why I felt so out of place. I felt guilty coming here and overall felt like I wasted everyone’s time. There I had a medical exam, I spoke to a few nurses, telling them about why I was severely depressed (which is another story that can’t fit on here). The proceess was about four and a half hours to wait for the medical exam results to be forwarded to the neighboring hospital.
At the end I spoke to a case from an IOP (Intensive outpatient program). She gave me her card and told me to call her. I did the following day, but to no avail I was sent straight to voice-mail. That was fine. I left them a message and continued calling whenever I could. I never heard back from them. I was let down. I saw it coming. Going to the ER wasn’t the best idea. I wish I had a better handle of things. But I am glad that I spoke up. If I hadn’t don’t know where I’d be. Admitting is the first step to recovery.
The medical bill came in the mail two weeks ago. It’s a bit over a two thousand. I don’t know what to to do. Fortunately, I did reach out on my own and found a psychiatrist that accepts my insurance. I visit her regularly and I’m receiving the help that I need and it is affordable.
My brother in law Eugene Seal was handling some personal affairs on Tuesday the evening of June 5 th when he started to experience chest pains, he then drove himself to the local nearby emergency room where they confirmed that he was suffering a massive heart attack. Consequently, he was then transported to Utah Valley Hospital in Provo where it was confirmed that he has three blocked valves. Open-heart surgery was scheduled for Thursday morning at 6:00 am. The morning following his heart attack.(update: during surgery Doctors discovered Eugene actually had 5 blocked valves not 3)
My husband Alan, which is Gene ‘s younger brother and myself have quickly assumed the role of caregivers, preparing to move in with Gene and provide the around-the-clock care he will require for the next six weeks, including regular visits to the cardiologist and therapists for post-recovery appointments during this time.
Gene, 62, has no catastrophic health insurance for this kind of emergency and his family members are doing what all of us can to provide for his immediate needs. Long-term needs, however, will require payment of the medical bills as well as other medical expenses and this is where they are seeking contributions from extended family and friends and associates. Of course, any amount will be much appreciated and we welcome the invitation to be extended to others of your acquaintances who may be in a position to provide some financial relief.
Incidentally, there is no history of heart disease in his family and so this comes as a complete shock. We are praying for his speedy recovery and thank you in advance for your help and prayers.
We have contacted his Church leaders and extended family members, but are certain that there are additional obligations that will be difficult to meet without some outside assistance. My husband and I have already made arrangements to meet with Gene’s Bishop and the church is willing to help with what they can within the churches means.
Also, my husband and I need help to get money to move so we care provide for Eugene, some donations will also assist in fuel to drive Eugene to his apappointments… which Dr says could be up to 5 days a week (4hr drive total) once he is released from the hospital !
Originally, I went to GoFund me because a friend had mention to try it, but after five days, several hundred views and no donations, I realized I needed to reach out in a different direction. So I am hoping now after taking time to research and gain knowledge of different campaign sites that i came to the right place.
Thank you for your compassion and charitable giving at this difficult time.
Sincerely, Alan & Julie
I want to tell you a small story about myself.
I live in Ukraine, in a small town which has 40,000 inhabitants. My family very small: mom, dad, older sister and me. My parents receive minimal salary and it is enough fee for housing and food, and clothes. One we can only dream is travel and leisure.
Since school years my eyesight began to very quickly decline. I know a lot of people, who have low vision. But this is really sad when you go out into the street, and you can’t see the colors of nature, and can’t admire the blossoming trees. Every day passing like this. When you go out and meet some people that greets you, and you do not even know who it is, because everything further 50 centimeters of you like a big fuzzy spot.
About vision correction I can only dream of. Even contact lens too expensive to buy because of the financial situation of my family. Glasses of course help, but after an hour my eyes so tired, it is better to have nothing to see, only not to feel that terrible pain in my head.
Of course, I understand the problem is not new, but if you find at least redundant 10 cents, you might help me to gather money for laser vision correction.
Let my dream come true, and I like in my childhood see all the beauty of the world.
Thanks a lot!!!!!!!
I’m in a bit of a bind, and honestly, it’s one of my own making. But I can’t get out of it on my own.
I went through a rough period a while back; depression, drinking too much, not caring too much about bills, often forgetting about them on days when I would care. One of those bills was a monthly health insurance fee. Without health insurance, here in Germany one is not allowed to study or work.
I recently cleaned up my act, quit drinking, got in shape, started working longer hours and basically worked hard at improving my life. I’ve been doing better in my studies. I’ve been getting positive feedback at work for my work ethic. I got engaged just last week. And I started paying my insurance fees again. Life was better, and I felt better about myself.
But now that I’ve been giving my healthcare provider money again, they’re calling in the debt, namely 1,450.50 euro, or about 1,625 USD. That is more money than I’ve ever had at one time, and way more than I can afford. I’ve been negotiating with them, trying to work out a payment plan, but we haven’t gotten anywhere yet, and they’ve informed my university of my outstanding bill. Now I can’t re-register for the new semester unless I can settle my debt. I don’t know if they’ve contacted my employer yet, and I’m almost afraid to find out. I could be fired already.
I’m on the brink of losing my job, my education and maybe even my fiancee for all I know. My family and friends can’t help me. I’ve been turned down for loans everywhere I’ve asked. So now I see no other alternative than to beg. I don’t know how to dig myself out of this hole. All I can do is throw this message out there and pray for help.
This is the final step in my turnaround from drunken loser to happy, hardworking, productive member of society, and maybe also my last chance.
PS: I apologise for the German-ness of the attached email from my university (in the picture); they’re not in the habit of communicating their displeasure in English.
I am a free spirited “lightworker” living in the conservative bible belt. I always felt unwelcome, judged and disliked here, I am used to that, it is a harsh reality. However, due to the political climate the energy has changed for the worse; now I feel hated and in danger (not by all, but by many)… there is an ugly energy that is unbearable to live with here. I am not overtly political, just a free spirit that sticks out like a sore thumb in a highly conservative area.
I have been ill for over 12 years with fibroid tumors, endometriosis and anemia. Unfortunately, this condition is not covered under disability insurance because the worst symptoms only happen one time of the month (10+ days each month, can’t keep a job). I graduated with honors from college only to get sick and become disabled before I could start my career. I have no insurance and I know that this condition is caused by the many years of anxiety from previous traumas (homelessness, loss of everything) that have also caused a panic disorder.
This environment I live in is not conducive for healing, I understand this now. I am a sensitive soul, I need to move on and find a “higher frequency” place to live. I am tired of feeling outcast and alone. I deserve a better life than this. There are better places out there.
Any help that you kind and gentle souls can offer I am so grateful for.
My Name Is Aaron And I am 20 years old living in Israel.
Last year i started a new camping of Charity: To Save money and donate it for schools who can not afford for themselves to but a new equipment for the students. I succeed to collect 600$ by selling items i do not need anymore, it is very tough- taking a long time, and its hard to find buyers for the items.
This Year I started a new camping with another goal, there is a hospital in my city who takes care of the poor population who have no ability to take care themselves. This Hospital now in bad condition and may close in the future because lake of necessary equipment, my goal is to success collecting 2000$ but now with a faster way i thought about (donation) with help of you guys. This money will help a lot to this hospital and his patients. I believe in good actions, in thought that one day it will come back to me, and together if we will success doing good to others i truly believe we will make our world better place to live in, please readers take a part in my camping and donate as much as you can even the smallest donation may take us closer to our goal… i am thanking you from now not only by my name also by all the people who will enjoy this equipment.
Thanks Again, Aaron.
Hi, I am 21 years old and I requesting $1000. I am requesting funds because my father went for his monthly PET scan to check for cancer cells (he was in remission. He had a surgery, chemo, and radiation.). The cancer went away for awhile but it came back even more fierce. The cancer came back in his liver. The doctors gave him a 10% chance to survive the next 5 years before surgery. He had surgery to remove half of his liver. He now has a 30% chance to live the next 5 years. He owns his own IT business but he is the only employee so he has been struggling to support my mom and younger sister. My mom works as a dental assistant but also has not been able to work much taking care of my dad. I would love to give back to my parents for the amazing life they’ve given me. My dad has multiple hospital bills that are thousands of dollars. Being self employed the insurance has a high deductible. He has done so much for me and set such a great example I want to give back to him and my family before he passes. I wish I had the extra money to pay some of their bills but unfortunately I don’t so thats why I am reaching out to the public. My family and I would greatly appreciate any donations even if its just one dollar, anything helps. Thank you so much.
Im 29years old male and at my age im i’m missing 4 teeth and 2 more is in really bad shape.My family and I have struggled financially for as long as I can remember. I was 16 years old when ive lost my first molar tooth and at 18 i was missing 2 already, maybe i just have really weak teeth but for a long time i was hopping the first one was just milkteeth.I have not seen dentist like 10 years, even though after school i went straight to working,cause of the family situation.My father was disabled and couldnt work and my was ill too as long as i can remember her. Now my father died few years back, my mother dont have job and part of my earrnings goes to help her, cause most of what she earns goes for drugs and medical treatment. I know that most of it what i wrote doesnt have anything incommon with the reason in asking money for. Maybe im just trying to justify myself for being where im.
Sorry for bad English , its not even near my native language.
Thanks for readding ,I’d be super grateful for any amount u can support me with.
I have a rare condition in both of my ankles called Osteochondritis Dissecans. My right ankle has been through several surgeries throughout the years, and I am in need of another one. I currently am unable to walk more than a few feet unassisted, I cannot drive, I cannot hold a job, and I am in constant pain.
I also have degenerative disc disease and am still recovering from spinal fusion surgery. The back issue relates to an accident in 2013 that resulted in 2 broken vertebrae. Because I am unable to walk or get any sort of physical activity, my back health continues to deteriorate the longer that I am disabled.
I have health insurance, but my insurance refuses to cover the surgery that I need. My doctor and I are continuing to appeal their decision, but we have not had any luck yet.
I am looking at having to pay for this surgery out of pocket. It is approximately $50,000. We have already declared bankruptcy due to me being out of work, and we are still finding it impossible to keep up with the remainder of our bills.
It is going to take some time to try to raise that sort of money. If I am successful in reversing the decision of my health insurance, my treatment will continue into next year. This is because I will still need to wait for donor cartilage. Our deductible is $10,000.00. With me being out of a job, we cannot keep up with our bills. We do not have $10,000.00 to spend on our deductible, which means that I cannot afford surgery, should this go into next year.
I’ve been told that it is very unlikely that their decision will change, so I will most likely have to pay out of pocket if I want to have the surgery; therefore, $50,000.00 is my ultimate goal; however, I am starting with a goal of $10,000.00, in case one of our appeals is eventually successful.
Thank you for reading!
Hi, My name is Amber Drost. I’m baby Ryleighs mother. Ryleigh was born on February 10th 2016. She is 1 year old. When Ryleigh was still in my belly the doctors found through ultrasound that my daughter had parts of her brain missing. Her father and I were devastated and very concerned for her. After she was born she had the hardest time eating and swallowing. After two months of testing and hard times in children’s hospital which we lived at, she was diagnosed with Pyruvate dehydrogenase deficiency. A rare mitochondrial disease. Most don’t survive out of the nursery from this disease and there is NOT a very high life expectancy or a cure. It causes her to sleep a lot to save up enough energy to even function. She’s missing her corpus collosum, and both sides of her cerebellum are very underdeveloped in her brain. Her motor skills are going to be very limited. At three months old she got a g tube put in and can not eat anything by mouth. She was put on a ketogenic diet which is only high fat and protein. She cannot have any type of sugar or carbs. Her body cannot break them down. She has a hard time growing from this and her head, feet and hands are the same size as they were at birth. She also has microcephaly, craniosynostosis, submucous cleft palate, cerebral palsy, severe sleep apnea, and partially blind (optic nerve hypoplasia) and deaf. She wears hearing aids, arm slints, and foot braces. Her father and i are having financial troubles and need a new vehicle and equipments etc for Ryleigh and our family. Its also hard to get some things the insurance companies will not help cover. We would be greatly appreciative of any help we can get. Even sharing this campaign helps a great deal. It’s been very hard especially with me no longer working so I can care for her 24/7. To read more on this specific disease please visit www.umdf.org. I have been making homemade natural soaps, bath bombs, bath salts etc so if you’re interested please check out my Facebook page. https://www.facebook.com/groups/894912513986928/ If you have any advice or anything you know concerning vehicles or this disease etc please feel free to leave a message for me! You can email me as well at firstname.lastname@example.org Thank you for your support, sharing and prayers!
Let me start this letter appreciating the fact that you are reading my cry for help, as all my hope resides in your hands now.
In October 2016, I was about to complete 1 year in a company where I provided technical support for tablets, mobile phones and computers. I had just recently been promoted to Senior Advisor and everything was going great!
As I was progressing with my career, I was progressing as well in my personal life: I had just recently moved to a new house, bought a cat, lots of plants and was living happily.
Life took a huge turn when two close loved ones had passed: my uncle and my grandmother.
I started crying in my workplace during calls, as customers were very rude sometimes and I was still emotionally unstable, causing my self esteem to diminish and, step by step, without noticing, depression kicked in.
I thought to myself: “clearly, no job at all is worth my health. I need to quit.”
At the time, I was earning around 700€ per month, which was great and more than enough for my expenses. I also had 1000€ saved in my bank account, so I was economically stable for a while, for at least two months.
I decided I needed something new, but couldn’t find the right job and I was sure I was good at what I did – communicating with people and helping them get through the difficulties electronic devices can present – so I thought maybe, since I had taken 2 months off, I would be fine applying for another callcenter.
I tried Transcom, which was a company that focused on sales. I spent two weeks on training, but then I quit as I felt that I wouldn’t enjoy pressuring people, and asking them to buy credit cards they don’t need, deceiving old people and many other unpleasant features, so I thought that technical support would suit me best. I contacted Vodafone at the time, got the job and started training. I felt great getting back to the world and learning new skills. The first time I heard a call though, next to an advisor, all these flashbacks from when I was working at the other company appeared. Two weeks later, I started skipping because I felt anxious and very insecure and I thought: If the previous job got me this stressed and was a callcenter too, why would this one be different? So I left. That was in February.
In March, I started having these allergies throughout my body, and the doctors didn’t know where it came from. It got so bad, it reached very sensitive areas of my body, so I was unable to stand or walk. The best position I could find was by laying down. I couldn’t afford the medication to treat this, as I wouldn’t have enough to pay the rent if I spent the money, so I went on to find a job anyway, hoping that I could endure it.
I was wrong. I’ve worked 3 days in a porcelain factory, and then I was fired because I had to skip, as I couldn’t stand the pain. Then, I went on to work in a factory that cuts meat, similar to a slaughterhouse. By the end of the 1st week, I was so itchy I couldn’t stand moving, and had to skip work as I couldn’t stand the pain, so they fired me as well.
In April, I had so little money left, I had to ask my parents for economic help, as I couldn’t pay the rent, food, nor meds. My parents helped me with food and with medication, so I am improving my condition. I have physical proof of the severe allergy I had, as I still have some marks left on my body; some are still pretty bad, but not enough to prevent me from working.
I already have a job to go to, in June, which is great as I feel better physically and mentally, but my parents can’t help me get by the rest of this month nor the next, as they have already given me all the help they could afford.
I will only get my next paycheck by the beginning of July, as I’ve been recovering and resting these last couple of months. However, I am running out of food, and I need to pay the rent that I owe this month – I had to make an agreement with my landlord, which is also a witness to all this – and the rent of June, which I must pay by the 8th of June.
All together, I need 500€ for rent, (250€ is what I spend each month) and 150€ will suffice for food, medication and transport (so I can go to work).
To get back on my feet and thrive once more is all I can hope for, now that I am feeling better. I can honestly say that no matter what challenges the future has for me, I will face them with the strength I gained throughout these months. Bad times do serve as great lessons.
So I am begging all that are seeing this post to find compassion in your hearts and extend your hands towards me so I can, with your help, get back on my feet and help others as well; I am begging you to give me the power I don’t have at the moment to fix my life, with the promise that I’ll keep doing what I do, to always help others; I am begging, at last, for all of you to open up your hearts to me, with the certainty that should you ever need my help in the future, I’ll be there with twice the strength I have now.
Forever and ever grateful to all, yours faithfully,
Reaching out to someone other than your family, just seems for the better option for me. I have ask all my family and friends for gas, money, medical money. Even a little Uplifting support would feel better than this feeling. I just cant not understand, how a mother could give up their child to an dishonest person. Everyday I think back to my childhood. How and this reality came to be. It all started way back when, idk when but. Somehow, I became a prey of an evil predator. Who would deliberately manipulate my mother and I. Into believing that Money as going to give us a better life. I was convinced at such young age to go stay nights with a stranger who would only have me around for his pleasure. It was until I knew something was not right about, how the fun was no longer fun, It was a TRAP. I was Trapped, in a strangers house, who payed my mother to watch over me for his pleasure. I immediately told the man to take me home and to never come around me again. His reply was” Don;t You Ever Disrespect Me Again” I am Older Than You and You Will do What I Tell You Too! ” Stop crying and I will Come For You Next Weekend~. At the age 6 I consented. All I knew was that I was disrespecting an elder. I didn’t tell anyone how upset this person made me, because I didn’t want to upset him any more than I had. So i agreed to allow this Non-Loving, Inconsiderate monster to Manipulate me into coming to stay over his because he would give me money and toys. Allowed me to do whatever I wanted. Eventually he con my mother into moving closer to where he lived, She Did! I moved in back with my mother at the beginning of School. From August up until the Summer. I was happily living with my mother. I did not return to the monsters house. He grew Upset that I wasn’t coming to see him anymore and stopped paying the rent for my mothers house.That he promised to buy for US. Well He LIED, It was a trick of the devil and she fell for it again!…. My Mother and I where forced to move out a home, where I had made True Friends. I would go and play with outside of my home after school everyday. I was happy to be with my mother again. Well After she was forced to move out. She left me to live with the Monster again!!! Here I am still stuck living with an rude, hateful, jealous, non-supportive, Non helping Monster!!! Who refuses to help me move on out on own. I have to catch the bus to work. When there is a brand new SUV sitting in your yard. My Credit is shot to hell because,I am consistently running away from my problems. All I want is my own Apartment or something that I can call my own.Everything I’ve been giving for support has been taking away, because I will not continue to live with his Monster!!!! I’ve had several Up and Downs in my Life. I am to the point where I do not know who else to ask for help except for you guys. I have Medial Bills and surgery coming up. I would like to restore my credit. So I can get my car back. All I do is is read books, and look for local Jobs. Every time I mention to the monster about my progress or success, he cuts me down saying, That I am not good enough. I take depression meditation to block out the consist Verbal abuse, physical neglect. Every time I go out the house, I get locked out. I am so Sad and alone, trapped in a small dark place called a room, where I only come out to eat.
Thank You For reading this
My name is Cindy and I am writing to you on behalf of my son Gary Lee. Gary Lee was diagnosed with Sporadic ALS on December 19, 2016 and his disease has progress rapidly. The life expectancy after being diagnosed with ALS, also known as Lou Gehrig disease, is 2 – 5 years. I know you receive many letters asking for your help. My hope is that I may persuade you to help my son.
Six days before Christmas my son, Gary Lee, received his ALS diagnosis. This news was devastating for our family. My son had just married the love of his life, Katie at the end of August. Within three months after their wedding, they discover their lives would not be what they planned for. Gary Lee and Katie had to come to the realization that the life they planned for was not going to happen.
This is not the first time we have had to deal with ALS in our family. My paternal grandfather was diagnosed with and died from ALS at the age of 66. Because of this family history, Gary Lee worried that he may have the Familial form of ALS. His doctor ordered a complete genetic panel to determine the form of ALS he has. Gary Lee has a sister with three children and is concerned about them. It was a relief to him that the tests came back as the sporadic form of ALS. I don’t know if I really believe these test results.
I watched my grandfather die from this terrible disease and I am watching it take my son too. I may be grasping at straws, but I am desperate and feel so helpless in his fight. Gary Lee’s bride, Katie, is worried about being able to financially afford all his medical expenses; doctor, appointment, medicines, special equipment, 24/7 home care, etc.
My husband and I want to help, but we are not financially able to do enough for our child. I know you have heard this before, but please consider helping us.
Thank you for taking the time to read my letter. I hope so strongly that you will be able to help us. For my son, family and myself I thank you for giving this your consideration.
Cindy (Gary Lee’s mom)
Gary Lee with his nieces, Kylee and Ella, and new angel Logan.
The first time I held Gary Lee I instantly knew that God lives and He created us, and that He supports and blesses us. I couldn’t believe how much I loved him. I am actually getting a little teary eyed. I just couldn’t believe that he was all mine, I cried and said, “Welcome to our family little one.” I whispered to Gary Lee, “I will protect and love you forever.”
Hi, my name is Brandi Sanders. I was in the hospital March 9 2017 for a car wreck that initially was not my fault. The guy Stomped on his break causing me to slam on mine as well and of course my car didnt stop in time and caused me to hit him from behind allow my airbags to deploy on both driver and passenger side. I was on my way to work that night when this happened. Yes i did have car insurance and it wasnt was full coverage like it was suppose to be. So i lost my car and i lost my job within two weeks of the accident. I also lost my car insurance and my license. I have been struggling to find another decent job and i been looking ever since. I got unexpected bills from the accident in the mail as well. Which is the fire department. Saying that i owe them $1,530.00. I also have a medical bill saying i owe $460.54. I also have another hospital bill saying i owe & $1,678.74. All these bills because of one accident that wasnt by fault but by insurance policy its my fault. I have never been this down and desperate for money in my life. Without a car i can only try to get a job at kroger or the gas station and even i know that wouldnt be enough i would still be struggling. If i could take more pictures of my bills i would so i can prove that i really need help. So please anyone , if you have the heart or feel that no one should deserve to almost get there life tooken away by another persons faults , please help me. Thank you so much for listening to my story.
Hi my name is Isibeal, just turned 31year old. It all started in ending of 2014. When my mother who was in her early 50s had a severe stroke in July 2014. She was unable to work as a nurse due to her stroke. I had to quit work to look after her. Since then she isn’t able to work to look after my little siblings. In early 2015 she had another heart attack as this wasn’t the first time she had suffered from this kind of attack. Cut story short she found out ending of the year in 2015 she was diagnosed with cancer, which she is still fighting bless her heart. Due to this I have had to leave my career to look after how which has put us into more debts with chemotherapy and more hospital bills which we have resulted to taking up loans from loan companies. More bills are piling up ,we are suffering as a family to barely survive, I have been looking for work that is flexible for me to be able to look after my mum but haven’t found none. I am the oldest in my family and my mum can no longer work to provide for my siblings. All responsibility is put upon me, since 2015 I become depressed myself as all of the bad news in my family sent me into downward sparrow. I take on odd jobs here and there to be able to provide for my family and hospital bills but I cannot keep up payment anymore as I don’t have 9 to 5 job where generates regular income. As we speak my sister who is in university cannot continue her law degree as she cannot pay or fund for her exam fee as she has used her government fund for books. Even tried working online and looking for ways to make money online but haven’t been successful in doing so. We as a family only have me as their support system. We are 3 kids and my ill mum no dad, no other family relatives to assist in anyway.
In 2016 I went to work as a cleaner for soho house and got constant physical abused and emotional by supervisor cause of my ethnicity. Regardless of my and witnesses complaints were pushed to the side, which resulted to me quitting. Taken up a lots of work with various companies as short temp contracts through agencies and even posting ads online which most of these companies haven’t paid me for works I did for them. I am in turmoil and just going round in circles with no one to ask for help.
I would appreciate if you could please save my mother’s life by funding for her medical bills to keep us with all her therapies and chemo. Please help her beat cancer, dont let cancer win.
PLEASE PLEASE HELP SAVE A LIVE
Hi my name is jason hewett,
i have been working on cars for nearly ten years. in the past two i have taken classes and certification to be a painter and have been doing this exceptionally since. i took a job at place called east coast used parts painting high dollar cars for a parts pulling facility. as i was painting on may 13 2017 i was asked by a larger man to come help him pull a gas tank from an older model car. i did not realize that he had walked away and left me there by myself. as i got the tank off it the car fell on me and i ended up being stuck there for almost 20 minutes. once they got me out no one called the ambulance i had to text my girlfriend to tell her. she came and got me and took me to the hospital where i was told that i had 6 compression fractures all through my back and my c7 vertebrae. i have been trying to make it as best as i could but now i’m over 100,000 dollars in debt because i have no insurance. i have a lawsuit in progress but now i have to see the doctor every so often so they can keep observation on me so they can find out if i will need surgery. since the incident i have been struggling to survive between being unable to work and pay the co-pays at all of these dr visits. i honestly just need help right now because beside my girlfriend i have no one who is willing to help me through this trying time. my mother got back with my father after 30 years and now has nothing to do with me. i don’t want to be a bother to anyone but i’m getting backed into a corner where i have no clue what i can do now. im in a back brace and can’t do anything on my own so work is out of the question until i’m cleared and released by the doctors . please take me into consideration because i have no more options and am running on completely empty. and have more dr appointments this week. i need 300 dollars for the trip which is an hour away and the co-pay to be seen by the doctors my paypal account is paypal.me/soskittles . so please let me know a little help is all I need.
I am a single mother of two very amazing little boys that are my world. Unfortunately I am not able to do a lot of things with them due to my current weight. I can not take them to the park because I can not stand for long periods of time or walk that far. I also can not take them to Disney like I would like to because of my anxiety of being around other people. I also have problems with severe depression.
I have been over weight since I was in 4th grade. I was molested at a very young age and was also verbally abused by my father all my life. I held in my feelings for many years and could not do it anymore so I turned to food as a way of coping. By the time I was 35 I weighted in at 230 pounds. When I was pregnant with my second son I gained a lot of weight and at that time, my weight was about 300 pounds. I went through severe Postpartum Depression with my second son. Over the next 3 years I have gained an additional 120 pounds with my highest weight being 420 pounds.
I have tried many different diets my whole life and have not been successful with any of them. My weight have gotten to the point that my body hurts all the time. I have a really bad knee because of my weight and a bad back. I can not even do things like play in the yard with my boys or get down on the ground to play with them. I am missing out on so much of their lives due to my weight and it makes me very sad and depressed.
I am asking for help paying for Gastric Bypass Surgery. My insurance company has denied me because I do not have a weight related illness such as diabetes or high blood pressure. My BMI is over 70% which makes me severely obese. I am working hard to make a life style change so that the Gastric Bypass Surgery will be successful and I can have a better life for myself and my sons. I will be going to Tampa General Hospital for the Gastric Bypass Surgery, but before I can have it done I must come up with the money. It will cost a total of $25,000.00 to have the surgery preformed with a respectable and highly recommended facility.
I am asking for any help I can get to meet my goal of $25,000.00 in order to get to a better life. Thank you for taking your time to read this and help out in anyway possible. I am truly grateful.
Hi, my name is David. Me and my wife recently learned that we were expecting. Unfortunately, we were not expecting this news and we definitely aren’t prepared financially. We are barely able to afford what we have now, with rent and food. With a new little one on the way, we have no idea how we are going to pay for the medical bills and supplies for the baby. We are very excited to have a wonderful child coming into our lives, but I can’t sleep because I have no idea where we are going to get the money to pay for all of the doctor visits. I have sacrificed everything I could because I want to give this child a wonderful new life, but so far it hasn’t come close to paying the medical costs. Anything at all would be helpful.
In 1981-1982, from 17-18 years of age while a student at Mount Holyoke College, I was sexually molested, violated, assaulted, raped, and abused in Massachusetts by my male gynecologist, who is still practicing (the Broad of Registration in Medicine still has his license listed as “active”). He is a rapist, predator, and pedophile of his unfortunate female patients; he took advantage of my naivety, innocence, vulnerability, and the trust I placed in him. He is still sexually abusing and endangering the lives and well-being of other young girls and women in Massachusetts. I have an ethical and moral responsibility to report him to the legal and medical authorities for his crime against me and others. Furthermore, he also committed gross negligence and medical malpractice as well as other numerous abuses of me, including performing an unnecessary surgery, which permanently scarred and damaged my internal organs, glands, and tissues.
As a result, I have many health and physical problems. Because of his numerous abuses of me, I am also suffering from major depression and post-traumatic stress disorder: A day does not go by without me remembering what he did to me. I am collecting Social Security because I cannot work due to all the damages he has done to me. My health insurance does not cover all of my necessary medical treatments and costs to correct the surgical and other damages he did to me, which come to one hundred thousand dollars ($100,000).
On the Internet, I recently found out about a new law in Massachusetts that allows people like me to pursue legal actions for childhood sexual abuse in civil lawsuits. Since he began abusing me when I was a minor and child, I qualify under this new law to launch a civil lawsuit against this perpetrator of such heinous and egregious crimes. I have contacted many Massachusetts attorneys, all of whom will only accept my case if I pay them huge sums of money ($ 500,000), which I do not have since I am collecting Social Security. Donated funds will be used to pay for legal fees, expert witnesses, and experienced investigators for my civil lawsuit. Unfortunately, I have no rich family members or friends, so I am appealing to you, requesting your financial help. Please help me to get justice, and the medical care I need. You are my last resort.
Thank you for reading my tragic story, and may you be blessed many times over for your kindness, compassion, understanding, and generosity. Your donated money will be used for my legal and medical expenses, which total six hundred thousand dollars ($600,000). If you would like to help me, you can send money to my PayPal account at Nelle777@hotmail.com, or you can send checks and money orders to the following address:
Ellen Y. Simms
P.0. Box 163
New York, New York 10008-0163
I am hear to beganyand everyone who who would hear my plea for funding towards getting rid of my past once and for all. I managed to lose 6 stones of weight without any medical assistance as I was afraid of dyeing if I went under the knife and dyeing due to weight related issues. I went through hell with losing the excess weight. Food was my best friend, my comforter, and when I had to limit what I was eating it forced me to deal head on with what made me eat. I was dipressed , unhappy with life , with the way I looked and felt , with the fact that I was shy due to my weight and not able to communicate with people due to lack of confidence. Food made mW feel better about my self for only the time I was eating and would be miserable when I stopped so it got to the point I stayed at home eating. My turning point would have to be when I really got abused one day by a bunch of youths , they came up to my face and told me I was a fat ##### and I should go and lose weight. Now I have losdt most of the weight , still going hard but I can’t seem to shift the excess skin, I was soon over weight I must have expanded my skim bedyond measure so is unable to spring back and although I am proud of how far I have come I am so unhappy in my skin. I have to wear control underwear every day to keep my skin from flopping all over the place and I have to wear full coverage clothing so that I don’t expose any of my excess skin. Been to see the doctor and they can’t help me out, I have been told to go and raise funds for either invasive or non invasive body contouring treatment. I am begging you, even if its £1 that’s at least one step closer to getting me looking like a normal human being
Since birth, I gave my parents sleepless nights, by deciding to be a ‘hospital child’! I was in NICU due to fluid on my lungs!
Throughout my whole school career, I probably spent more days in hospital, than at home! My mom slept next to my hospital bed for countless nights on those damn uncomfortable chairs. I did schoolwork, homework and projects from my hospital bed.
My childhood was no walk in the park, but I also believe that without those obstacles, I might not have come out as strong as I am today!
I was in and out of hospital with severe abdominal pain and vomiting and the drs simply could not find the cause, up to a point where the dr told me that he thought my pain might be psychological. The doubt that this placed in myself was tremendous, BUT I just knew something was wrong. Today I can only give thanks to God, as I decided to go to one more dr.
On 9 Dec 2013 I was admitted into hospital and my worst fear became a reality. I was diagnosed with Carcinoid tumours. The tumours were found in my rectum, colon and small bowel. We were due to go to Durban that December to spend Christmas with my sister and her family. I told my husband, not to cancel the trip and take the kids, as they were so excited and looking forward to be spending Christmas with their cousins! I spent that Christmas and New year in hospital by myself, and I’m not even going to try and deny it, but I felt very sorry for myself and emotions were running high when they came to say goodbye that morning, before heading to Durban.
My Dr had to consult with a professor as it was a very complicated operation. The day finally came and I was operated on the 14th of January 2014. It was a 7 hour operation and I woke up in ICU. I have had many operations, but never in my life did I experience so much pain. It cannot be described to someone. Due to a piece of my rectum being cut, I had to have a ileostomy bag for 6 weeks in order for my rectum to heal. The worst thing was waking up, having all these machines and tubes in you and nothing took the pain away! I was finally discharged on 29 January 2014.
Well, everything that could possibly go wrong, did. I was allergic to the baseplate that sticks to your skin around the stoma and due to my skin being red, open and oozy from the allergy, it refused to stick. I had to be admitted until the reversal operation was done, I could not do anything as it kept on leaking. This was possibly one of the lowest points that I have ever reached in my life. I was actually praying that God would rather end my life’s journey. Due to motivation and support from my dr, family and friends, comforting me with the fact that I have made it halfway through, left me with some hope! I finally had the ileostomy reversed and prayed that my life would be normal.
Unfortunately, it was anything but! After another operation and ICU visit on my younger son’s birthday, I was rushed in for an emergency hernia repair operation, but due to my body being so weak, I picked up an infection which formed into an abdominal abscess. I was taken into theatre 15 times in 3 months to get the abscess healed. By that time, I have spent a total of 15.5 months in hospital since Dec 2013. I had my own hair and nail bar in Randburg which I lost due to being ill and my manager which I trusted with my life, cleaned me out. I literally lost everything that I worked so hard for.
2015 started off a bit better, but again I did not know what was waiting for me. I had a good load of hospital visits and had to be taken in for yet another emergency operation after a cyst ruptured in my pelvis. Once again due to the fluid that spread and them not being able to get all the fluid out, caused another infection. This happened in July 2015. Things just didn’t get better. I was in and out of hospital with complications.
On August 20, a gentleman bashed into the back of my car. The impact was so hard that a piece of my coccyx bone broke off, injured my knee and had very bad whiplash. After a while I started getting terrible abdominal pain. I was admitted into hospital and the Dr. ordered for a CT scan to be done. I have had numerous CT scans before, but on the 9th of Dec 2015 I ended up in ICU due to a very acute reaction to iodine. Eventually when the scan was done, it showed a large cyst on my only ovary measuring 6 by nearly 8 cm. On the 4th of January 2016 I was taken to theatre at 19:00hours. My ovary could not be saved, the dr had to cut out a lot of endometriosis and sadly injured my large bowel. It was repaired but again more complications.
Due to my extremely weak immune system I picked up a dangerous bacteria in my bladder and intestines. (A very resistant e-coli bacteria) After being discharged from hospital, all my muscles became weak and every joint in my body was aching and swollen. I left it for a few days, as I was hoping that it would pass. Unfortunately, it did not and I was not able to get up, stand walk or even feed myself. After an emotional few weeks, feeling completely hopeless, I was diagnosed with Ankylosing Spondylitis. This falls under the auto-immune diseases!
As much as I am a strong person and fighter, these illnesses were getting to me a bit. The medication made me feel absolutely horrible and it saddened me to feel hopeless, due to my absolute positive outlook in life. I was on a biologic injection, which looks very similar to an insulen pen, that I had to inject every second week, and also have to go to hospital every 3 months for IV infusion treatment for the auto-immune disease.
On the 31st of March 2016, I went to the hospital casualty, due to an extensive pain on the right side of my lower abdomen. The MRI showed an unknown growth. My tumour marker was slightly elevated again and I was in a bad space, as it took me back to 2014. I was scheduled for major open surgery on 11 April. My sister came up from Durban to be with me and hold my hand.
The surgery went well, although I had to spend a few nights in ICU! The surgeon came to show us this growth, the size of it was between a golf and tennis ball! The most amazing, but very weird thing, is that it was a malignant growth, but not cancerous! This is a growth that is a danger to pregnant woman!
After the op I felt so good, my laparotomy wound healed so quickly and it was the first time that I have not had an infection after an operation! Unfortunately the small cut on my breast, was giving me endless hassles. I went into theatre a few days prior to the major surgery, to remove a lump from my breast. I was admitted into hospital a few days later due to infection.
I really believe that I have a purpose on this earth after surviving all of this. I have learned so much about life, but I really cannot complain because I have so much to be thankful for. People do not always understand when I say, that I might not have a job and no money, but due to my trials, I am so happy and blessed, and absolutely understand what that means!
I have missed so much of my children’s lives being in hospital and really just want to get my life back on track and although I cannot work, I know that my faith, determination, self-worth and pride will leave a legacy for my children. They are the ultimate reason that I get up every day and fight, no matter how difficult it is or how sick I feel.
My major passion lies with motivating others, not only because I know what it feels like to feel that nobody understands you but also because people tend to complain so often about the smallest things, not knowing how lucky and blessed, they are! I wish I could say that I was someone famous, but the reality is I’m not! I am just a normal person thanking God every single day for being alive and having the privilege to see my children grow up. I just want to get better, I know there is no human cure for my illnesses, but medication that can improve my quality of life. I really want to be able to give my kids what they deserve. All I have to offer them is my unconditional love, care and support. I have chronic reflux disease and a digestive default as well. It is really not easy having to live with all of these things and financially puts a lot of strain on me, due to not being able to work, but…I’M alive!!!
In end July/August 2016, I was once again admitted, spending 4 weeks in hospital. I had two major operations due to my cancer count being 585 and should be under 100. For the first time, I really battled with my state of mind. I am no longer allowed to use the Humira biologics injection, and treatment had to be discontinued as it flares up the tumours.
In October 2016, I had to be rushed to hospital after suddenly experiencing severe pain in my lower abdomen. Within minutes, my abdomen was extremely swollen. The oncology gynaecologist had to operate and clean out my whole pelvic area. They had to make a hole in my bladder in order to get to all the tissue. I spent 3days in ICU. I had to go back to the specialist a few days after being discharged, as I wasn’t feeling well. My wound was septic and I had a very high fever. I was immediately placed on IV antibiotics. The recovery was much longer this time.
I had to start taking estrogen tablets, but caused me at great risk for bloodclots. I had to inject myself with Clexane (a blood thinner) for 5 days. Things did not go as great as I thought it would. That Friday I started having a cramp like feeling in my upper right thigh. Nothing hectic at the time, but suddenly went worse and worse.
On 17 January I was admitted into hospital again, due to completely losing feeling in my left foot. There is a sensor problem from my foot to my brain, which confuses the signal from my brain to some of my body parts. It is extremely difficult to deal with this.
The financial distress is getting to me as I simply do not have the means to buy supplements etc. to assist my body, not even to mention the huge impact this has on my self-esteem. I have no means of income, but am in the process of applying for SASSA. The fact that I cannot work, has now become a ‘burden’ on not only me but my family too, but I still get up every morning, dress and put make-up on, as looking good, makes a person feel better. I am currently admitted in hospital due to complications and an extremely swollen abdomen. I cannot have the op done until I have the co-payment. Please assist me in order for me to see my boys grow grow up. Thanking you in advance.
First of all, i would like to thank all of you for leaving your important issues and read this, instead of you doing your important appointments but you are reading this i say thank you again and may God bless you and be with you in everything you do, I am man aged 24 with 2 kids a girl and a boy from africa and a Zambian citizen. Please i need help for my son’s medicals because am unable to provide for it. He was born 20 months ago but he can’t speak and walk and the doctors are saying he can do all of that as long as we take him to the hospital but for now am just a father but a father with no support to help the son. As a father i have a lot of pressure with me because of this am not that settled though God has given me a job but i the money am getting can only buy us food not to take my son to the hospital. I my self am not okay physically but my first periority is my family to be well because am the head of the family. I don’t want millions but i want help from people who can help brother’s and sisters who feel they can help in anyway they can. My son needs me and i have tried as father to help him but i can’t thats why i have come here at this platform to seek some help so that he gets well. For him i’ll do anything just to help him. Please i’ll really appreciate it if this works beacuse i need my son to be fine as soon as possible because this is also affectinf the mother who is about to have her exams at the end of this year. If our son gets well the mother will have time to study for here exams and pss well. i’ll write down my contacts and everything that people can know s that people will be able to help in my situation and free my beautiful baby boy. please am open to any mails and you don’t need to give big amount anything you have wil make a differnce in our lives. thank you again.
I am a 65-year-old, 14-year military veteran with Parkinson’s disease and severe depression brought about by the PTSD suicide death of my oldest son after he returned from his fourth wartime deployment with the Army. My income is social security retirement and in my condition, I cannot work outside the home to make extra money.
I have a 25-year-old son who just graduated college. His name is Daniel. My son has developed serious eye problems and has already had several surgeries. It all began with two detached retinas requiring emergency surgery to prevent blindness. Now, with a loss of peripheral vision, this must also be taken care of.
My son is a bright young man with his entire future in front of him. But, he is becoming buried in debt and this is not only deeply bringing about depression, it is preventing him from pursuing the career he has worked so hard to qualify himself for.
He has no possible way of paying these medical debts, and no way of working until he can, and his problems are corrected.
He has no idea that his “old man” is begging for money to help him and swallowing what little pride he has left. But, he is my son, and I will do what I have to even if it includes groveling. I can have no pride where his future is concerned.
Any donation will help and there will be no amount of words to possibly express my gratitude.
My goal is to raise $15,000. This will help clear up what he already owes so he can move forward.
My sincerity for this request is genuine. I only want to give my son the same chances everyone else gets. He has already proven his determination by graduating college, and to now have life smacking him around like this is quite discouraging. He is faced with an obstacle he cannot get over on his own, and one I can’t help with short of begging from people I don’t even know.
All I can ask is, please? I’ve exhausted all other possible resources.
Good day, PLease i am asking you for donating to come to the USA for treatment. I have schizophrenia for the pass 16 years and the medication is not helping me. My cousin had it and got treatment in the USA and is better now. I have not work for 9 years due to illness. please support me i am seeking $8000 usd.
hello, I’m Paige. I dont normally ask anyone for help, but here goes.
I suffer from PTSD, major depressive disorder, ADD, and generalized anxiety disorder. At least, that’s what I’ve been diagnosed with. I’m 24 and just now starting to treat all of these things, but with 150$ per session
to the psychiatrist, 125$ to my psychologist, which I used to go to once a week, and at least 80$ in prescriptions. I’m just overwhelmed at how much it costs to help someone who barely wats to be here as it is… We had insurance, but my husband lost his job that we had the insurance with. We are on the books for insurance now, but I also had to go to the ER for the flu. Sounds dramatic, but I couldn’t even speak. I thought I was going to die.
its asking a lot,I know, but maybe someone is just looking for people to help. Maybe my little family can fill that place in your heart.
thank you for even reading my story.
Need Help To Survive. I have Multiple Sclerosis and My Husband Has Had a Major Stroke. He Gets Lost Going Down The Street.
We have spent our entire lives helping people financially, physically, and emotionally. We have always given to a great many charities, shelters, food drives, toys for tots, help for holiday dinners, both financially, and with our time each Thanksgiving, etc. However, now that we are elderly, there is nobody able to help us. We are both suffering severe depression as a result. We have never asked for help before, but we find ourselves in a situation with no other choice. The people we have opened our home to through the years are either not in a position to reciprocate or deceased. We have so many medical bills left over after our insurance made payments that without additional help we will soon be homeless. We have sold everything we have that we don’t HAVE to have to live. Yet, we still can’t make the household expenses. We go without meals, and keep the heat off in the winter. We eat twice daily every other day, and once daily every other day, and our meals consist of peanut butter, canned food, and junk food, as that is easiest to afford. We go to bed early to avoid feeling hungry. We have water because we have a well. We avoid going to see a doctor as the co-pay is unaffordable right now. The reason we have not asked for help before this is our fear of being a burden. However the Bible has assured us that we do not need to feel that way. Also, when the tables were turned, we were sincerely happy to help, and would give graciously if the tables were ever turned again. We need $4,500.00 to get on our feet and start being able to use the heat, get fans for the summer, and have some decent meals. We are not too proud at this point to beg for help. It is hard to ask for peoples generosity without shame. However, we have learned that giving and taking are essential for survival in this world to have positive cultures. We have asked God to strengthen our courage. We pray every day that people with a heart with reach out and help those less fortunate as we have done our entire lives. Please accept our sincere gratitude for your help during our family crisis. We are full of gratitude! God Bless those in a huge way that help us! We want to express heartfelt thanks. THANK YOU WITH ALL OUR HEARTS FOR YOUR ANTICIPATED KINDNESS AND GENEROSITY!
My grandmother has Alzheimer disease that’s only getting worse by the day. She also has cellulitis in her hand, that’s only worsening, too. It’s just her, myself, and my partially-disabled grandfather (who only earns his pension). I only have high school and can’t find a job to sustain us all properly. My grandparents have to take a lot of medicines to keep them going and costs are only rising.
We’re finding our medical bills expanding by the day and are afraid of not being able to make ends meet. If anybody has anything to spare, please help us. My grandparents raised me and are the only parents I know.
hello I don’t want to write my name here because I don’t know where else this post could end up. I need to apologize for my English first it is not my first language.
first, if you opened this message I am very thankful already.
i live in Switzerland and I had a difficult year in 2016.i went to a mental clinic twice and I don’t get much money from the state it barely enough for food and you might have heard that Switzerland is a very expensive country.im not going to write my whole story here.im just going to start with my current situation.
so, I live in a supervised house. and it’s just terrible here I now have a chance for a fresh start and can move back to my hometown I just need to get the papers done even if I just rent a room it’s a good beginning. I struggled with my mental health a lot in the past years nobody really told me what my actual illness is and this is what makes it hard for me to work in a job. And now about the debts I have weird grown jaw I’m apologizing again I don’t know how else I could’ve explained that my teeth are terrible as well and I started getting treatment for it but I couldn’t pay the bills so they stopped and I’m struggling so much with my jaw. (I would have put a picture of it but it embarrasses me too much.) I put a few of the bills in the pictures.one is a hospital bill because I had an overdose of pills.im a little bit anxious since I’m making my story official but it’s like my last turn to get help. If your kind enough, please help me to pay off these bills so my treatment can continue.im not sure if I must pay for the jaw surgery as well but I will worry about it another time.
I’m thanking you in advance and apologize for my writing I’m not good at this.
if you need more information contact me via email.
photos are coming soon
I am one of the donor for an orphanage for children with special needs since I was in college. These kids were abandoned by their parents at birth due to poverty, cant attend to their special needs or simply because their parents are young enough for responsibilities. What is more aching is that, these kids suffer from cerebral palsy, autism and down syndrome.
Since 2008, I’ve been active with this charity work. I’m just an ordinary employee today but I still manage to at least donate 10 dollars every week. I know it isn’t much but for them it is enough to at least cover up a meal. And I’ve seen how this charity really do uphold utmost care for the kids despite the fact that they only live through limited funds.
And now, one of the kids badly needed a gastric pull up operation. He already had his first operation last June 30, 2016. And his second operation is already scheduled on May 23, 2017 but we still don’t have enough money to cover the operation. We need to raise at least $20,500 by second week of May for the operation to push through. The orphanage already outsourced $2500 from a local government unit but still our money is not ample for the operation. The orphanage can’t finance everything for our little angel since we also have 7 more kids to feed and take care of. That’s why Im also doing every possible way to help for my salary cant really support it at all.
I hope you could help me raise funds for the our little angel’s operation. I know life is tough for them since birth but we still want them to know that there were people who were rooting for them and love them despite their difference from all of us.
You can contact me at: email@example.com or
Send your donation through my Paypal account: firstname.lastname@example.org
May God bless you all!
I had depression for around three years and suicide was something that was on my mind every single day, but I didn’t want to suffer, even though for some reason when I felt very depressed I would enjoy doing self-harm. On December 27th I woke up crying and felt angry with myself, I felt like I wasn’t meant to be here, so I started by cutting my wrists, they were bleeding pretty bad and it actually scared me, but I didn’t feel like that was enough, so I grabbed some rope from a my tools shack and I went on the roof of my house, I wrapped the rope around the chimney and on my neck, I tried jumping from the edge of the house in hopes that it would end as soon as the rope tightened about my neck, but the rope got loose for some reason and I fell , I got some bruises on my neck, but no damages, the worst part was when I fell, I broke my left leg in pieces, I think I passed out because I don’t remember anyone helping, I only remember a bit of the inside of the ambulance, it felt like I went to sleep a couple of times. My parents told me the front neighbor saw me jumping and called the emergency line (112 here in Portugal), so I owe him my life.
The medics had to put some metal rods and screws on my bones and I have a huge cast on my leg and my wrists were stitched, I’ve been sent home but I cannot leave my bed at home without a wheelchair, my mother is taking care of me with any needs. Two months later after all that happened, I received a letter with a medical bill, which is $538(509€) and some cents, I wasn’t expecting a bill, I thought here in Portugal, things would be different, as the wheelchair was basically lent to me, so it probably was all the metal in my leg, so I felt guilty and depressed again. My parents were crying because they could not help me pay the bill, but they are here by my side, it makes me feel a bit better after everything that I have done. My mother also suffers from depression for more than five years and my father is a drinker, so they don’t have much money as they have their own house and bills to pay.
I received a letter on February 27th that I had to pay the $538 until March 1st that was basically impossible for me because I had to pay my other bills, so the hospital called and said that I have until this March 15th to pay the bill or they would transfer it to an agency that will take it to court, so this will probably be the end of my life or maybe there’s still hope. I have to pay my rent and the rest of the bills or I will be in deep trouble, I can still work as I am graphic designer at a local office, so I simply work on the computer, my boss agreed that I could work from home until I recover, but what I make is only enough to pay either the monthly bills or the medical bills and I can’t miss any. I tried asking for assistance, but I was refused because what I earn is enough to eat and pay rent, I kept explaining my situation, but the lady seemed like she did not care.
I seriously hate begging, as I’ve never done it before, I’m sorry if this was too long to read, but I got carried away when I started writing about what happened. I am from (Azores)Açores, Portugal, so the bill is 509 euros (€), I used Google to check how much in dollars and the results were around $538. I have an old PayPal account that I can use for it, any amount will be appreciated, I hope I can pay this bill and get everything right.
I have had migraines as far back as i can remember. Been to so many doctors I can’t keep track, it’s either they medicate me so much that I can’t remember years of my life or send me to other specialty doctors. This has been my life since the age of 5. I have a memory of my head hurting so bad that I was screaming, keep in mind I was 5..and my parents taking me to the ER. That was the first time a doctor put narcotics in my body. And obviously I knew nothing of the effects or grief that had started I just knew that my head no longer felt like a ice pick was being stabbed in it. I spent at least 85% of my life in pain. I spent a lot of time in my room with black out curtains and doors shut. I couldn’t handle ANY light or sound. A lot of people use the word migraine but i figure 75% are probably just having a bad headache… Not the trying to offend our be rude but a migraine is an experience you will never forget. So when I’m rarely out of my dark room and i hear someone saying I have such a bad migraine…. But also listening to rock out the radio… I’m sorry nope. So for years and years I had doctors just medicating me, until I’m severely dependent on those medications the agony you go through when you don’t take them….. Well It’s horrendous I wouldn’t wish that on anyone. So now I still have Migraines but am also dependent on those drugs! WOW! Finally after living with this for 26 yrs I start seeing a new doctor because mine retired. Little did I know that was the luckiest day of my life. I go to my first visit and he orders some tests and says he thinks he might know what is causing my migraine but wants to do tests first. So he sends me to a cardiologist!???? I thought really? They do there testing and find the reason why I’ve been miserable my entire life is less then 10 min! I have a hole in my heart that is letting bubbles in my blood stream…. Don’t know exactly how it’s described but I definitely want heart surgery! What a relief!
I’m a 30 year old mother of a wonderful 7 year old girl who I share custody with my ex-husband.
My fiance and I found out I was pregnant in January. I was left scrambling to find health insurance. I had to go thru the ACA health connector. Things without having this extra expense were tight but I was hopeful that I would at the very least qualify for a tax credit to help me pay for this.
Instead I come to find out I qualify for no tax credit as the ACA does not take into account the cost of my rent, the chld support I pay weekly(since my ex-husband is unable to work since he is still recovering from what I believe is his 5th work injury in his life) or that this particular year I will not be able to claim my daughter on my taxes as it is my ex-husband’s year and although I don’t get to claim her on my application I still have expenses related to caring for her. So now I need to squeeze $250 a month in order to get health insurance to ensure me and my child are given proper care without going into bankruptcy.
My fiance is working on getting a 2nd job just in order to help pay for my health insurance while he hasn’t even been able to afford his own. Even with this when he finds another job, we need to be able to save up in order to buy all the necessary things for when the baby comes as well as cover losing my income when I go on maternity leave.
I’m just hoping to get a little breathing room, any help would be appreciated. If I would get more than needed for the insurance premiums I would save the rest for any deductibles and co-pays there will surely be related to my pregnancy and birth.
Good day, My name is Skeeter Davis from Jamaica. I have chemical imbalance in the brain, which result in Schizophrenia and depression. I have this illness for the pass 16 years, The medication i am now talking is affection my brain.
I would like to come to the USA for treatment. I have not work for 9 years now due to illness. At times i see and hear things that are not real. Please i need $10,000 for visa, travelling to states, rent while i am there and medication, food etc. Please kindly support this worthy causes. I will be grate for whatever you can donate.
My only child died who use to support me financial.
My paypal is email@example.com and same for email address.
I am extremely embarrassed to do this, but I am at a place where I will humbly beg strangers for money to keep my parents alive. I have seven siblings, and was doing well until my parents grew ill. Both of them have Rheumatoid Arthritis. I do not have the money to pay someone else to help with their housekeeping, and so I have to do everything for them by myself- along with maintaining my small salon business. I have been able to manage quite well until recently, when the condition of both of my parents worsened suddenly.
My seven siblings have helped until they have been bankrupted. As the only sibling who remains with a small business to pay the bills, it has fallen on me to continue with paying for their medicine. I have always been able to pay my rent along with that of my parents. This month, however, their arthritis has made things much worse. I am unable to manage both rents and also pay for their medical bills. I am unable to ask my siblings to pitch in because they have nothing left to give. This is why I am – upon the advice of a friend who stumbled on this site in a cyber cafe- turning to strangers for help. I sincerely believe that I will be able to shoulder any additional bills in future.
I have decided to take on as many small jobs as possible in addition to salon work so that I do not find myself in the same situation next month. I have also began to look into how I can join short courses that will help to increase my daily wage. While many of the longer courses require fees, there are shorter courses that are taught by volunteer businessmen and women near where I live. I feel that I owe it to my parents to look after them even when I am not able to. In addition, they have no-one else to turn to. If their own children will not lend some kind of assistance to them, they will not be alive for long. I sincerely believe that this is merely a bump on the road, and that better days are coming. I believe that my parents and I will one day reminisce over these money problems we endured, and give thanks that we did not allow them to separate us in any way. I am extremely grateful for this site, and will appreciate anything that strangers decide to send to me.
I am living in India with my retired dad in our very small house. My mother passed away in 2005. My father was an oil mill worker and earned low wages. After his retirement I took the responsibility to earn the food. In August, 2016 my father was diagnosed with coronary artery blockage one with 99% and another with 90%. Doctor told to operate and do CABG surgery. They gave a package of 175,000 Indian rupees which is roughly little less that 3000 usd. Another 25,000 INR (approx 400 usd) was estimated for other costs in the hospital. Operation was done successfully on September, 2016 but the day after operation my father got an infection in chest where they stitched the surface of skin and they have to cut it open again to fix it. The infection stayed for another 6 days and that stay and medication was not included in the package. For that they gave us a bill of 545,000 INR (approx 8500 usd). I managed to arrange 300,000 INR (approx 5000 usd) in my own with whatever cash I had and the rest selling every last bit of my mother’s jewelry. The due amount was 245,000 INR (approx 3500 usd). I went to almost every bank but they said I am not qualified to get a loan. Then I have to turn to a local money lender who gave me the due amount with condition to charge me 5% per month for the amount.
Sir, I work in a private company earning 12000 INR which I roughly 200 usd. Soon that 5% burden became too heavy and the base loan amount went up. The money lender is now coming in my home and threatening me for his money. My dignity is totally lost, so is my family’s. Sir, we are poor but live a modest and honest life. This is hurting the most. The net debt is 260,000 INR (approx 4000 usd) now. So, I am pleading to all to help me out in this situation and let me live a modest life. Sir, I am not married and I only do care for my aged father to look after him as long as he is alive.
I am sorry. I can not upload a photo of mine..I have been looking weird somehow a while ago.
HERE IS MY STORY:
I want to take you back seven years ago. Back then I was exactly 24 years old and my life was pretty simple. I had it all and I was quiet spoiled…it was the ardour of being young and with a life full of possibilities ahead of me. I was starting a new job and was full of hope. And then suddenly I found myself up against a major problem..my pair of jeans do not fit me anymore, I just can not button them anymore! I thought myself “It is alright, I will stick to a diet and lose weight” I diet, and I do in fact lose weight, but my jeans still wont button..So that is when I realize there must be something else wrong! One doctor comes and suggests it is due to colon disorders, And then another doctor further confirms that I have an irritable colon, but my jeans still wont fit! I decided then to have medical lab tests and see how they turn out. SO I got the tests done. And on the 7th of April, I went with my mom, my sister to pick up the lab tests results. While we were waiting, every once in a while, someone would go out of the lab and call out for my name, And I would say “it is me” ,with a smile on my face, and then he would go back in! Until finally one of them decided to comfort me, and came to us and handed me the lab results and then abruptly left us and went back in. We went with the tests to the doctor and I was not really sure what was going on.. But I know that my most frustrating problem back then was my pair of jeans! Then I discovered I had Leukemia :) Life ground to a halt. We went to see the doctor..The doctor was in fact quite coldhearted, he was not trying to beautify the bitter news, He was talking very nonchallantly, almost as if he were reporting the medical newsbrief. After five minutes of him talking, I could see his lips moving..but I was not really hearing any of it. I just absolutely hated him, I left without even shaking hands with him. We came back home, and there were two people crying in the bedroom..And I was at the balcony quarrelling and disputing with god. I was just raging with fury and frustration. I kept asking him, “Why? Why me? Why out of all the people my life would be upturned that way?!” And I simply did not agree. I am not sick. I will not be sick. I didnt believe this could happen to me! I will not allow it to be. I just dont agree. And since that day, the 7th of April, the roller coaster of my life began. All I thought of was my Leukemia. In everything I did I only thought of Leukemia. I transformed my entire life to revolve obsessively over one thought: Leukemia. I was disoriented and very unsure about how I am expected to deal. My same unpleasant doctor would tell me indifferently “Why are you surprised you are unwell? You have Leukemia”, I would laugh with frustration at him! Yes, I know I have Leukemia! Anyway, I took off on a journey of treatment and medication. I used to take a bone marrow injection, it felt like a nail piercing right through my chest. I used to take it every three months. I would be on the 7th floor and I would be heard crying from the pain on the ground floor. And I took medication that I hated before I even tried, it had awful side effects, we just didnt get along at all. And for 3 years, I tried to lead a normal life, to go out and about, socialize and travel around. I went back to smoking…my doctor asked me not to stop, claiming my emotional wellbeing is very important right now! But eventually, I was emotionally improving and I was in better spirits…Because I felt in love..deeply in love. This time of my life was in fact pleasant, And the day came when I wore a white dress and I had a blissful wedding. I was really happy as someone actually got married to me knowing I was sick and could not have children… I must be very exceptional! But the fairy tale ended in a year and a half, And we got divorced…It is very ironic that our families chose the 7th of April to be the day we got divorced…Then, I was painfully brought back to square one. And my medication was not effective anymore, it had reached its plateau. But my doctor was concerned about the consequences if I stop taking it, so he let me continue it for a year or so without telling me. He was hoping that maybe a new more effective medication would come up. And by the end of this very same year, I was confronted with an entirely new truth…The truth of death. My dear dad passed away suddenly…If the divorce had pained me, then the death of my father broke me entirely. It was a year of dreadful madness. I had lost interest in life. But the year passed, I am not sure how, but it did.. Then I told myself “What I am waiting for? Why I am waiting for some miracle to unfold in my life?!”
Time passed, and we got a phone call from the doctor and he asked us to come right over. We did, and my same unpleasant doctor decided to treat me like a guinea pig this time. He told me that there is a new drug but it has not been approved by the FDA yet.. And then he took out a paper that says if I choose to try the new medication, any consequences are my responsibility. I was surprised and shocked: turns out he is not just unpleasant…he is crazy!
Then, I asked him “But what about its side effects? what should I expect?”. He said “No one knows…only a couple of people had tried it so far!”. I decided to take the risks and try the new unproved medication. Turns out I am crazier than the doctor. But I still have a problem… I cant afford that new medication. It costs exactly 200,000$.
please, If you have a tiny piece of mercy, donate anything. I will appreciate every single dollar you donate.
I really want to live. I am still young. I want to love.
Please…Dont kill me..Save my life.
Thank you anyway for reading my story. Have a good time with your lovely ones. Trust me, Life is beautiful. Try to enjoy every single minute you have.
Have a peaceful day!
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Carolina, our beautiful 9 year old has been complaining of headaches for 6 months now.The type of headaches that were relieved for a short period of time with over counter medication such as tylenol and Motrin for children. Carolina’s mother has been taking her to Carolina’s primary care physician and the PCP has told her that she only had migraines. Hakimha (her mother) started to worry when Carolina started vomiting daily. Hakimha took her back to see her family care doctor and he referred her to a gastroenterologist, the GI didn’t find anything. He referred her to a neurologist who didn’t find anything. She decided to get a second opinion the second neurologist ordered a CT of her head but she also told her in the mean time she should go see her eye doctor.
Carolinas eye doctor told her she needed to have a MRI stat, he said the pressure in her eyes were not normal. The MRI showed a massive tumor. 6x6x2 cm. The type of tumor is a medulloblastoma. A medulloblastoma tumor is a fast growing high grade tumor, it is located in the cerebellum. The lower rear portion of the brain. We were told that the tumor is sstage 4 aggressive. Between 250-500 children are found to have medulloblastoma each year. The symptoms are headaches, nausea, vomiting, clumsiness, visual problems, trouble walking, problems controlling bladder, and bowel functions. On 1/9/2017 Carolina had surgery to remove the tumor, the surgery went on for 12 hours. Sadly they couldn’t a 100% of the cancer out, she will be starting chemo and radiation. We were told she would be up a hour after surgery! Unfortunately, that didn’t go as planned Carolina didn’t end up waking up. She ended up falling into a coma for two days. As of 1/14/17 she is up however she can not see, talk, or eat. She can hear us tho! She has a tube in her brain that’s draining all the fluids and a feeding tube for her to eat. We’re praying for a miracle for this beautiful angel because she has a long road to heal! God bless you all. I wish nobody ever has to deal with this heartaching situation. As of 1/18/17 Carolina now has a shunt put in her brain and abdomen. The purpose of this fund in no particular order is: – create as much joy as possible for Carolina and to make all of her wishes come true for as long as God allows. – medical bills. -help parents offset the cost of missed work (Frank was let go from his job because he was unable to attend, he was taking care of his two other children and spending as much time as possible with Carolina). Hakimha has also not been to work, she refuses to leave her side.
My name is Doug Smith and I am reaching out asking for help.
Unfortunately numerous medical situations has forced me to close my small landscape business (crownscapes) for good earlier this year.
The last 6 months has been tough, with needing 3 surgeries. There was knee (remove meniscus), wrist and now my 2nd major neck (cervical) surgery, 5 levels.
Removed old hardware, replaced 1failed fusion, replaced a crack disc and replace 2 other disc that were bad. 3 cages where added and a new plate with screws.
Bone was taken from hip to create the new disc.
Recovery is 5 – 6 months and need help with bills and merely getting by. I’m trying to hang onto my house and everything I have worked so hard for, so swallowing my pride and asking for help.
I ask even if you are unable to donate please post on your Facebook page or let friends know via email.
Every $1 donation goes a long way.
Thank you so much
My name is Michele. I’m 34 years old and I am on a spiritual journey of healing and empowerment.
I’ve spent most of my life believing I was a victim to circumstance, that I could control everyone around me and that I don’t belong anywhere. This pattern of thinking has led me to isolating, resentment, blaming, substance abuse, overspending, financial scarcity and other behaviors that cause myself and others harm.
I’m an on a journey to heal and change these beliefs and to empower not only myself but other men and women who are on a similar path of healing around self-worth, taking responsibility, financial freedom and creating the lives they really want to live.
I have been fortunate to have had has friends and family who supported me when I was deep in my patterns of self harm and isolation to offer love and support in the places I needed it most.
This emotional and financial help got me to where I am now. I am sober, healing emotionally, rebuilding my finances from the ground up and begining a new career supporting men in women in their journey of healing.
I am here humbly asking for help again because as we near the end of the year I am in a bit of a financial crisis. I would like help clearing some (not all) of my debt for the new year. I would like to enter into 2017 feeling more stable financially and emotionally to get some power and momentum for the coming year and all that I want to create.
Here is the breakdown of what I am asking for help with (click Udates and then see more updates for pictures of bills and balances):
$307.38 – First Premium due for health Insurance for 2017. I have Lupus and take medication regularly. This is due dec 31.
$150 – I have been paying for medication with out insurance. This will help me pay for medication through Jan 1. I take three medications (one for HBP, and two immunosuppressants.)
$140.68 – Past due medical bills for blood work and check up for managing my Lupus.
$574 – My car loan is 74 days past due. I owe $1117.36 on my loan to get back into good standing. Paying some of it off will allow me to work with someone there to get on a lower payment plan but I need to pay off some of it first before I can do that.
$79.50 – Vehicle Registration Renewal is 1 month overdue. Paying this will allow my to drive my car without breaking the law and getting additional fines.
$215 My Credit Card is 2 Months past due. I owe $2690.05 on the card. Helping me with this would get me back on track to make regular payments.
Anything helps. I promise to pay it forward as I go. My long term goal is to develop financial and emotional autonomy.
Thank you for taking the time to read this. If you can’t help, it’s really OK. But if you can, I will never forget it.
My name is Charles Thrower throughout my life it has been a very long and stressful journey. When I was 7-years old my father who I was very close to got sick and died. When I was 11-years old my mother went through a hard time of domestic violence from a man in which she was dating. Eventually she was murdered in front of me by him. The murdering of my mother who I loved very much hurt me a lot, considering I had already lost my father, then having to lose my mother it was very hard for me being so young. I had to move in with my older sister after murdering of my mother. Throughout my life I have had to have multiple surgeries. One of those surgeries saved my life, after my appendix burst I was on the verge of dying but thankfully I made it through. I have always had a want to become a Patent Attorney. That want and love to become a Patent Attorney has helped me a lot through college. I am currently a 7 year senior at Florida Agricultural and Mechanical University. The reason for me being at my University for so long is due to the 3-times in which I have had to medically withdraw due to my medical condition of epilepsy in which I was first diagnosed with at the age of 16. As I have grown, epilepsy has had an increasingly stronger effect on my life and me achieving success in college. I often have a consistent amount of seizures which have been the reasons in which I have had to withdraw from college those three times. One of my seizures in college almost cost me my left eye because I fell off my bed cutting my left eyelid and slightly piercing my cornea. It was a blessing that I did not lose my vision but I did have to withdraw from college because of that situation. I am almost at the finish line of receiving my bachelors degree, but I have many things trying to hold me back from completing this long race in which I have been on. I have many payments from college fees, rent, phone bills, and consistent medical bills, including those for medication in which I have to take to keep my epilepsy under control. All of this has been a struggle for me to pay and are hindering me from succeeding in receiving my bachelors degree. All of these struggles I have had to face have tried to hold me back, but I have done my best to keep going. Any help in which you could provide me would be greatly appreciated, God bless you.
Hello, my name is Laëtitia; I’m a 23 years old girl living in France. I’ve been diagnosed with Achilles tendons trouble since I was a kid. When I grew up, the doctors noticed that my Achilles tendons were shorter than it should be, to the point I couldn’t land my heels on the floor. Physical therapy didn’t helped me so I had to wait until my body finished to grow to have surgery. I had my first tendons surgery when I was 18 and it took me 2 years to recover and walk again. Time passed, 2 years ago I had trouble with my left ankle, after a few medical test they saw that I have damaged ankle due to the fact that I was walking bad during 18 years combinated with the previous post-surgery medical treatment that had me gain alot of weight, so when I’ve been able to practice sports again I did it, I eat well and loose all that weight but it didn’t helped my ankle to gain alot of weight and practice sports too. Now I am in good health except for my ankles, specially the left one, walking bad during 18 years and having tendons issues (my legs tendons are really tight and short so I have to see a PTA 3 times a week plus the usual stretching at the gym), it pull on my hips tendons and pardon my french but it’s fucking up my whole low body from my ankles to my hips. When my ankle get block it’s because I have tendon that switch off its place which follow with my nerve pinch between my bones behind my ankle.
I have to get a second surgery (the last one I hope so !), I’m a student working part-time but I have to pay the rent and bills and I cannot afford the surgery, we have social security in France but there is 1200$ extra fees to pay (600$ for each foot) because it’s a private surgeon and there’s no public surgeon who practice that operation. I’m asking you to help me because it’s really important to me, it stops me to do things I should be able to do at my age, as I said it pull on my hips, lower back so I often have a sore back. I’m an hardworking and active young woman but this problem set up body limits I shouldn’t have.