To whom it may concern:
My name is Rebecca, I am 40 years old and I have been diagnosed with metastatic melanoma. Almost 2 years ago I thought I had the flu and did not go what was going on. I was at home on a Saturday and my left eye went blurry, which was very concerning. I went to the ER later that week and was referred to a GI doctor who did an endoscopy and immediately found a very large tumor at the top of my small intestine. I was put in the hospital and was diagnosed with Stage 4 cancer. I was given a death sentence due to the severity of the tumors and how many of them were located after all of the scans and tests. I immediately adopted the attitude that I was not going to die, though I came very close to doing so after the first round of chemo made me so ill that I lost all of my strength I could not eat and ended up in a wheelchair because I could not walk on my own. I spent by 39th birthday at the cancer center receiving an infusion of medicine that made me very ill. I ended up staying in my house a lot and isolating myself. After a heated conversation with a friend I realized that I had basically given up. I could not eat, I could barely walk, all I wanted to do was sleep. I talked to my oncologist about trying a different medication and we switched from an infusion medication to a pill combination. I did start feeling a little bit better on this medication but was unable to take the full dose because it made me throw up everything. I again talked to my oncologist and asked if she would be offended if I got a second opinion. She told me that she would actually encourage me to get another opinion and suggested a melanoma specialist in Boston. I traveled to Boston to meet with the doctor and he suggested a clinical trial of an immunotherapy drug. I was nervous to start taking it because of potential side effects, but started nonetheless because I am determined to beat cancer and live to be an old lady. The medication has been quite effective so far and the number of tumors has decreased to around 4 instead of my entire insides being covered. I am having some side effects regarding what is going on in my brain and am seeing a neurologist soon to see if he can figure out what is happening. I want to keep fighting the fight, however the cost of the medical expenses is getting to be more than I can handle. The hospital is asking that I make a minimum payment of $6,906 which is more than I make in three months. I have applied for financial assistance but the hospital has told me that I make too much money to qualify for any assistance.
I am a social worker and have worked with children and families as a counselor for the past 14 years. I did not choose a profession based on how much money I would make, but instead choose a profession where I would be able to assist those who are struggling and help them achieve goals and live healthy and productive lives. I have spent countless hours listening to others problems, helping them with parenting skills, and cleaning up houses. I have loved every second of it and will continue to do this for as long as I am able.
I have never asked anyone for anything, instead giving as much as possible. I have worked full time since I was diagnosed, only taking 3 sick days and will continue to work full time. I also do not want to stop working. Now I am asking for help. My debt is $150,000 and I need that much to be able to pay off bills and start saving for the future. I would appreciate any assistance you would be able to give so that I am able to pay off debt and continue my cancer treatment without being harassed by the hospital. Thank you for your time and attention to this letter. Assistance can be
submitted to my PayPal account at firstname.lastname@example.org