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Last Updated: March 24, 2023

Grateful for help w/ medical bills

Hey there, I appreciate your time reading this. Long story short I really need to find out what is wrong with my health, and need funds for therapy. I have had an extremely unfortunate series of events transpire that has kind of left me wondering…why? First of all I was in pretty good health, diet, exercise, the works. I was targeted and gaslighted/psychologically chipped away by a professional sociopath who left me a husk of a human. My body started having a lot of issues from the emotional stress, and over time it started to give way. I was more or less bedridden for 6 months following all of this, trying to regain my composure. A lot of events happened after this, including more or less being disowned by family (I’m the black sheep if you’re familiar with the archetypal family systems), 3 family members and 4 friends dying, a string of unhealthy jobs, all the while being very emotionally dysregulated and not myself. I have tried getting help from numerous Drs and psychologists, but I was brushed off by most. I have managed to get a place with someone while trying to get my financial issues in order but the years have kept coming. I am so exhausted I didn’t know that it was possible to get to this level. The stress from all of this has been very overwhelming, and I have been doing this more or less on my own. This is beyond any humans ability, and I don’t have family to rely on. I have been working this whole time, for jobs who don’t understand the condition I’m in, and doing what I can in the day to heal and do better. But I am in debt, heavily physically burned out, even more mentally so, and need help. Anything, even a few bucks, is very appreciated, and I sincerely thank you from the bottom of my heart. My life has been stolen from me, and I at the very least want to be alive. I need to check a lot of my body out, and need specialized therapy.

PayPal.me/lukehenderson6

Filed Under: Medical Bills Tagged With: USA

Last Updated: March 20, 2023

Forearm crutches would help me regain independence and mobility without shame.

I was in a car accident in 2012 that left me with nerve damage, which in turn causes extreme sciatica, and numbness in my legs (mostly the right). In 2020, I got pregnant and had my son, and my pain has only gotten worse and worse. Now, it is hard for me to stand or walk for more than 30 minutes without excruciating pain.

I’ve talked to my doctor about my pain so many times, and the only thing they ever offer are pain meds, which aren’t going to solve my issue, or a walker. I’ve tried using a walker, and it doesn’t help my pain. A walker has a much lower center of gravity, and earnestly only increases my pain.

A few months ago, I tried a pair of forearm crutches a friend of mine has for their own medical needs. It was like being able to really comfortably walk again for the first time in years. The pressure was off all of the right places. We went around a store for over an hour, which I haven’t been able to do without stopping in years.

When I told my doctor I wanted him to prescribe forearm crutches, he told me more or less he “only does that for more severe cases”. Despite me telling him that it was a way to decrease my pain and increase my mobility without medication.

I cannot afford them on my own. Low income doesn’t even cover it. Myself, my partner, and our son have never really recovered financially after 2021 and the start of the real recession. My doctor won’t prescribe them even though my insurance would, because he doesn’t think my pain is “enough” to need them. It feels like I am stuck between a rock and a hard place, because there aren’t other doctors I can go to that are accepting patients or accessible, and even if I did I would likely need to go through months or years of doing redundant therapies to even be able to advocate enough for myself to get firearm crutches even though I KNOW they help.

I would just like to be able to move around comfortably. I know what I’m asking for is a lot, or it is to me, anyway. The crutches I tried, that were perfect for me because they have a knee rest and allowed me to rest one leg at a time when pins and needles were intense, are the Ergobaum 7th Generation Prime crutches. They range from $219+tax, to $249+tax for the standard ones. I don’t care what color. I would be immeasurably happy with even the cheapest of them.

I feel so incredibly ashamed that something that isn’t even $250 is entirely out of my reach. Every penny my family has right now goes to bills, or fixing our car, which is about to die, and taking care of my son. I don’t even eat every day right now. At this rate it feels like I’ll never be able to afford the devices that would let me be useful again. I could do more jobs. I could go on walks with my son. I could do more than watch out my window and wish.

If you’re feeling generous, please consider donating towards helping me with being able to walk again without being in pain.

https://www.paypal.me/occultism

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Filed Under: Medical Bills Tagged With: USA

Last Updated: March 15, 2023

Stage IV Cancer: Homeless and need donations for treatment and living expenses

Hello kind people my name is Alan, I am 66 years old and very ill with Stage IV Prostate Cancer. This is not currently curable but is treatable; nevertheless the only unknown is how long I can actually survive. I know my cancer story may be similar to many other cancer sufferers but it’s impact on my life has been devastating.

When I was first diagnosed, I was already stage IV with Gleason score of 4/5, PSA almost 500 and with significant and multiple bone metastases in almost all parts of my body; these metastases are treatable but not curable. My only option was chemotherapy, radiotherapy and ongoing medication to hopefully control the spread and give me more time. Surgery on the prostate would not cure me or delay the spread of the cancer as it had already spread to bones throughout my body and even some lymph nodes; however regular medication was helping me.

 During Chemo

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When I was diagnosed, I was still working and oblivious to the cancer, it was a big shock when I was told but I chose positivity and faith to help me through this. Initially my employer was also supportive and I expected/hoped that this support would continue; but as soon as the first medical insurance claims came in and the premiums rose, their attitude changed. So, despite me continuing to work hard for them through the pain and nausea of chemotherapy and radiation I very soon found myself out of work; with my employer citing my age (retirement) and “poor attendance” as reasons for ending my contract. I was not able to prove anything, but I’m convinced that the real reason for me losing my job was high insurance premiums that my ex-employer did not want to pay.

Losing that job also meant I was left homeless because my house came with the job. Now I move between friends and relatives and rely on their kindness for a place to stay and for food. Unfortunately they are not rich and cannot help me with the high cost of treatment and because of their own family commitments I can’t stay with them longer than a few days. I’ve already spent several nights on the streets or sleeping in cars.

Bed for the night in a friends car

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So I find myself effectively homeless with a spreading cancer, no job, no income and very little chance of finding employment at my age and in my current condition. What savings I had have gone on my essential medication, but those savings ran out some time ago and I have no pension. So for the last 11 months I’ve had no treatment or medication at all. Because of this I’m very fearful of the cancer’s progression and my future. The pain in my bones is increasing every day and can be excruciating at times, it’s also beginning to affect my mobility. Some days it is hard to walk or even stand because of the pain. On top of this due to a poorly executed tooth extraction a year ago I ended up with necrosis in my jaw that needed surgery to remove the infected bone. This has left my jaw very weak and also added to my pain and sense of helplessness.

Jaw Necrosis

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Bad day of pain in my bones

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I have worked all my life and have been fortunate that I never had to ask for such help, in fact I was often the one helping others in need. My work often took me to many deprived areas and I always did whatever I could to improve the lives of individuals and communities in those areas, both directly with donations and equally by training and building skills that helped people support themselves. I also supported my elderly mother who was widowed 30 years ago and lived alone until her passing last year, aged 90. I am still grieving for her too.

Now in my current dire situation it’s still taken a long time and lot of courage for me to reach out in this way, but I have always believed that what you give, or the good things you do, can or will come back to you in some way, so I’m hoping and praying that there are kind souls out there who may find it in their hearts to help me.

Firstly, I need funds for new PET/CT scans ($6,000) to know if, or how much, my cancer has spread. I also need donations to help me pay for daily medication which is very expensive ($1200 every 28 days) but could give me the chance of surviving longer and living without pain. Finally any help possible for my living expenses, food etc.

Thanks for taking the time to read my story and I wish you all the best in life regardless of whether you can help me or not. Never take anything for granted in your own life and when you can, try to help those less fortunate than yourself.

Peace 🙏

Alan

My Paypal account for any kind donations is: PayPal.Me/aujelaman

Filed Under: Medical Bills Tagged With: USA

Last Updated: March 12, 2023

Smalltown girl’s rocky road

Smalltown girl’s rocky road

I never thought I had to take this option to ask for money online but I will give it a go, since the money is needed. I feel vulnerable to share my story.

I’m a 26yo woman from a smalltown, my goal was to start my own company when I turned 20. I always felt like I wanted to help others reach their full potential, so I started my own personal training business in 2016. The company had a good start and I managed to help hundreds of people in need of a lifestyle change. My biggest accomplishments was starting a senior beach workout for 60+ year olds, seeing their fitness improve was heart warming and the joy in there eyes on each training made me happy. They did not only improve their fitness but also found friends for life.

Fast forward to beginning of 2019, business was going good and I was enjoying my job.

Until one morning everything changed. I was mountain biking and fell in full speed against the concrete. My whole face was in million pieces and upper and lower jaw out of place. Luckily there was a man that saw this and I got help quickly and was rushed to the hospital.

They had to do 2× 6-9hours surgery to reconstruct my face and jaw. I was in the hospital for 2.5months and could not speak, eat or walk on my own. It was a miracle that I survived, they said I must have had a guardian angel with me.

The accident and time in hospital was the most traumatic experience in my entire life.

When I got home I had to wait to get my temporary dentures, because I had lost almost all of my upper teeth. In May I was back with my seniors at the beach with my dentures, which made me feel like a senior myself :D.

Since then, 4years now, I have had to go through 2 more jaw surgeries because of bone loss, over 30+ visits to the dentist, 1 knee surgery in 2022 and now finally they have put the teeth implants in place and are planning my final smile. I have had to use my temporary teeth for 4years so having implants will be a blessing. The wait has been long and hard.

I had never imagined that my 20s would look like this. Despite it all I have tried to stay positive. This accident made me look at life in a different light, how one incident can change your life in a blink of an eye.

I am thankful to be alive and appriciate the smallest things in life even more. Family & friends first, business second. I also learned to have more patience and slow down and focus on myself.

Because of all the surgeries and hospital appointments over the years, I have not had a chance to work as much as I should or put effort in growing back my own business. I have had to regain my strength and recover after each big surgery, which could be months, and have not got the chance to plan anything ahead for my future.

This of course has affected my financial situation to a point that I’m having a hard time paying all the medical bills, mortgage and other expenses.

Shortly after I came home from the hospital in 2019 my best friend; grandma passed away. I bought her house and property, this place means everything to me. Here I have spent my childhood and gone fishing & boating with family, still do. It would be a shame to have to give it all up.

Like I said, now in 2023 the last finishing touches on my recovery journey, after the accident, is being made. New opportunities awaits me, it almost feels like I’m new born. I can finally again plan my future and what I want to do, I know it will include helping others.

I just need some help to get back up on my feet and up and running again, helping others.

Thank you for reading my story♡. You can go follow me on social media to find out more about me and my journey.

I am thankful for every little help I can get. Best regards, Emilia.

Through the link below you can make a small donation of your choice.

https://paypal.me/lindenemilia?country.x=FI&locale.x=fi_FI

 

 

Filed Under: Medical Bills Tagged With: EU

Last Updated: March 12, 2023

Single, pregnant, and on bed rest

Hello (: I don’t really know what I’m doing but I know I am not in a great financial spot! Thank you ahead of time for reading my story and thank you for anything you can do to help us!

I want to start by telling you about myself! I am 23 years old. I am currently attending college to get a bachelors in Marketing. The ultimate goal is to get a masters in design. I absolutely love designing logos, ads, shirts, etc. for businesses and individuals. I currently have a full time job doing accounting for a small business. I love my job, but it is not my forever career.

In August of 2022, I went through a traumatic experience. I was 35 weeks pregnant and had a high risk pregnancy starting at week 10. This was the first time I was pregnant and I was terrified through the entire experience. I had a great support system and an amazing team of doctors behind me. I was going to appointments every week sometimes twice a week. When I went to my appointment on August 25th I was told news what no mother wanted to hear. They told me there was no heartbeat and that I had lost the baby. I was told to go home and wait until a room was available for me. I was called to the hospital about 10 hours later and they medically induced me. I was in “labor” for 26 hours. I got to hold my baby for the next 12 hours and then I was sent home.

When I found out I was pregnant a few weeks ago I was terrified and confused. To top things off I am having twins. I have been with my boyfriend for almost 5 years and I have been on birth control since I lost my last baby. When my boyfriend found out he was scared and decided he couldn’t go through another loss, so he decided if I was going to keep the baby that we needed to take some time apart so he could decide if this is what he really wanted. I stressed myself out so much that I was having bad pains and ended up in the hospital. When I was sent home from the hospital, I was put on bed rest for the next few months. This is not an ideal situation for a 23 year old trying to graduate college, working a full time job.

I know for a fact that I am going to do everything in my power to give these babies the best life that I can. I have been trying to find side jobs that I can do from home to make some extra money to cover the costs of my doctors appointments and bills that are piling up. My gas is shut off in my home as well as my car insurance being canceled, and  between those two bills alone I owe $2300. I have credit card debit built up of more than $6800.

I don’t want to ask anyone for help or for money but being on bed rest I am limited on my options. Anything that anyone can do to help me would be greatly appreciated. Again, thank you for taking the time to read my story, and thank you for anything you can do to help me.

paypal.me/urbanmama

Filed Under: Medical Bills Tagged With: USA

Last Updated: March 11, 2023

Trying to Catch Up

Hello,

Thank you for taking the time for reading this.

We have had quite the whirlwind the last handful of years.

Starting with being sold a “lemon” of a trailer that has just kept breaking; beginning with the hot water heater, furnace, massive black mold problem, a cracked window, burst pipes and continuous plumbing issues…  that we could not even live in the home the first two winters we there. We have been trying to keep it safe and healthy for our family ever since.
Fast forward seven years and we still have not been able to catch up. The turn of events in this post-covid economy is making things even more strenuous.

We have three young children, one of whom has ADHD and Autism, one of whom is dyslexic, and the youngest will be seeing a pediatric Neurologist in the upcoming month.

Needless to say, the anxiety and stress of everything has hit us hard, and this past summer my husband was hospitalized with suicide ideology; so basically he was so depressed that he had a plan on how he would end his own life. He was missing a lot of work and also ended up switching jobs.

I myself will be undergoing some expensive diagnostic testing for some alarming symptoms that may or may not be cancer-related.

We have implemented provider and insurance switches, so billing has been a nightmare. We have mounting medical bills, some sent to collections, and one currently defaulted that we are now being taken to court and sued by the collection agency over a $380.00 charge that will become over an over $900.00 bill with all the filing, court, attorney, and service/late fees, etc.

We were nearly evicted last month, as the mobile home park in which we live was sold and subsequently bought by a for-profit company out of state, that has raised the rent by over $300/month.

My husband and I commute, so gas money is difficult. We work opposite days (my hubby 4 10-hour shifts, so he is full time and I nearly am) because childcare is too expensive. We have exhausted borrowing from our 401Ks, and any other means of help from our current employers, who will not offer overtime due to their company policies.

We are finding that every time we try to catch up, there is something else that halts any progress and puts us behind even further. It has been impossible to keep up this pace.

I know life comes in seasons and it won’t always be like this, but we could sure use some help.

Thank you
God Bless

 

https://paypal.me/LJB1919?country.x=US&locale.x=en_US

Filed Under: Medical Bills Tagged With: USA

Last Updated: February 28, 2023

Denied Disability Benefits

How It Started

I didn’t always have Epilepsy.  I didn’t start having seizures until 2011. I was a 30-year old woman. It was a normal day, and I was at work. I was at my desk, reviewing papers….I came to consciousness in the back of an ambulance, with the EMT standing over me. That was the start of a long 2-year period of having grand-mal seizures and trying to find a medication that worked for me. I would go to the E.R. four more times in that period. There would have been more trips, but I started refusing to go. I’d heard, “We didn’t find anything wrong,” enough times.

Starting All Over Again

And then, in April of 2013, a miracle…they stopped. Just as suddenly as they had started. I was getting ready for work; doing my makeup in front of the bathroom mirror. I woke up on the bathroom floor, and that was the end of it. Still with no explanation, I was off of medication and living a relatively normal life.  Until March of 2021, in the middle of COVID. Another normal day, and I pulled out of the parking lot from work. That was the last thing I remember, until I became aware again…still driving my car and unable to control the wheel. I pulled into a plaza parking lot, parked my car and walked around it. The front passenger-side was missing. I freaked out. I had no memory of what had happened and there was no scene or people around me to give any kind of clue. I stood there for a long time, just staring at what was left of my car. I couldn’t believe what had happened. The police officer didn’t believe me either. If I hadn’t called the police myself; I probably never would have found out that I had driven through a red light, side-swiped an SUV and kept going. Yeah, I left the scene. I’d figured out that I’d had a seizure while I was driving….as that was the only time I’d ever lost consciousness. The Officer gave me the benefit of the doubt once he found out I’d called the cops myself and told them my location. Turns out there’s something called an Absence Seizure. It’s a loss of conscious awareness, and I’d never had one until that day. I didn’t even know they existed. Since that day, I’ve experienced every type of seizure there is. I’d had more trips to the E.R.  Also, it turns out that convulsions can be so severe that bones can become dislocated. 

Even though the seizures started again, I kept working. I didn’t want to deal with Social Security. I’d had a job working in Health Admin., and I was very aware of how Social Security worked out for most people. However, in January of 2022, I had a seizure so severe it dislocated my shoulder. After that, I couldn’t work. I was on leave for two months. I tried going back to work, but I was now seen as a liability. It wasn’t safe for me to be there. I figured that Disability Support was my only option, because now every time I have a convulsive seizure, my shoulder gets dislocated. I applied for disability, but got declined. I plan to appeal, but I need to be able to see a doctor. Without a job, there’s no money for doctor’s visits, medication, bill or rent. I’m looking for help with bills, with the continuing care and overall cost of living. I’m hoping for another miracle, and that this will stop again. Until then, I’m grateful for any and all support I can get to pay rent and seek further medical help.

https://www.paypal.com/donate/?hosted_button_id=XRKRLAMP5RK2G

Filed Under: Medical Bills Tagged With: USA

Last Updated: February 24, 2023

Surgery and Post Surgery Reliefe

Hello,

A few years ago I found out I have a Hiatal hernia which is where part of your stomach pushes up into your chest. I have struggled with stomach aches almost every day. Recently is has become almost unbearable, with bouts of nausea and vomiting after almost every meal. After having another scope of my upper GI, it was found that the hernia has increased in size which is causing the heightened symptoms. Since medications have not proved to be a solution, it is recommended I get surgery to repair the problem. This is where I need some help getting from point a to point b. First, I have an insurance deductible of $5,000 and with all these appointments and surgery, will be looking at owing that amount. Second, I will be off work for several weeks after the surgery. I have no savings built up, which is my own fault, however, I live paycheck to paycheck and have had little time to hold any secondary source of income. Most of my time is consumed with my two children, which is great! Just takes times like these a little tougher. Needless to say, being off for a month will be intense financially. I cannot obtain a personal loan to get through because I am currently in Chapter 13 bankruptcy, trying my best to climb out of financial burial from the past. My monthly expenses are around $4,500 per month. I am just hoping to be able to feel better and enjoy life a bit more without ending up in a terrible financial situation. Any help at all is immensely appreciated and no words would ever be able to express my gratitude.

My information: paypal.me/SenaRena

Thank you for reading!

Filed Under: Medical Bills Tagged With: USA

Last Updated: February 23, 2023

Stage IV Cancer and in Serious Debt/Trying to plan a wedding! But, how I got cancer is a story in itself!

    Let me start off by saying this! I use to feel pretty.( See first pic- before cancer) I used to feel motivated. I used to feel like I could still start my own business. I was excited to marry my high school sweetheart I reconnected with.(See last pic below, which by the way was the day before I got sick) I found a church I loved. Things were looking up. My fiancé and I were both going through a divorce. He had gotten on Facebook for the first time ever and friend requested me. I had recently separated from my then husband. My fiancé and I dated for 2 years in high school and everyone including family on both sides thought we would marry. We broke up our senior year and I continued to hold a candle for him. I immediately started dating this other guy to get over my fiancé. He also went to our school. After some time I ended up falling in love,  I graduated, we got pregnant and soon after  got married. We were young! When my fiancé connected with me on Facebook and asked how I was. I told him I wasn’t very good. He said neither was he. After 2 years of counseling he and his wife had been separated about a year. We were in two different states. The next thing we know we are packing and moving to a whole new state together where a friend from high school lived, (my fiancés best friend ) and had recommended. We moved to where we are in October 2020. Our first year was blissful. Our kids were grown and doing their own thing. We were so happy.
    Then one day at the end of October, 2021 I needed a wisdom tooth pulled. The dentist talked me into having both bottom wisdom teeth pulled.( I had the top ones taken out years ago). To make a long story about the dentist short- I’ll get to my point quickly. 1. I go to get my wisdom teeth pulled. 2. I was new to my state and didn’t know the areas well. 3. I enter place to get wisdom teeth pulled and a series of events occurred that were not ethical. 4. I end up hyperventilating during the procedure and aspirated. 5. I went home to recover and within a couple days  I knew something wasn’t right. (See pic below of me bruised)
    I started going downhill within a week. I even went to my dentist and told her something was wrong. She thought I was healing fine. The next thing I know I have vertigo, nerve damage in my right arm and my right jaw felt horrible, then my left. My hearing in my ear was slightly muffled. I was referred to an endodontist. He did an X-ray and said my jaw were broken. With that said I ended up going to a new oral surgeon for a second opinion and an ear nose, throat specialist. Indeed I had vertigo, some slight hearing damage, and a broken jaw on left and right of my mouth. I couldn’t believe it! The bruising I got from it was worse than it should have been. I was told I probably shouldn’t have had the wisdom teeth pulled at that time because my calcium was low and my jaw was brittle. They were wanting to wire my jaw shut. I work remote and couldn’t hardly function. I was taken off work.
    Then, things got worse!! For my step dads 80 th birthday I flew him out for an early Thanksgiving.( He’s been in my life since I was 3 and like a second dad to me) It was planned before all the above had happened. My vertigo was nearly gone as well as most the bruising. My jaw still hurt, but I wasn’t going to let it ruin our early Thanksgiving had a good day with my dad and rode around on a golf cart on paths we have here. I was having a little trouble breathing, but not bad. I thought it was allergies.( The last pic of my fiancé and I was the day before I got sick. Don’t I look normal?) Well, November 13th, 2021 I am in the kitchen roasting a turkey and doing the sides and even some homemade bread.( Actually, it was my bread making machine I used.) I started having more trouble breathing, but if I sat down it seemed to get better or so I thought. My fiancé suggested going to urgent care, but I of course, refused and wasn’t going to ruin early Thanksgiving.
    My fiancé ended up taking over the last hour of prepping and I sat down to rest. A couple that are our friends also joined us and we all sat down to dinner. My dad told me I didn’t look good. I couldn’t even eat. We said grace and then I just sat there trying to figure out what was wrong as I continued to feel worse. My friend suggested I go to urgent care. By this time , I was a little more concerned. It was 7 minutes before Urgent care closed. My fiancé drove like a bat out of hell! We got to Urgent care in the Knick of time, and as soon as the nurse saw me she immediately got me on oxygen and checked my O2 level. I was in the low 70’s and my heart rate was high! The next thing I know I am in an ambulance.
    It’s NOT COVID! Everyone thought that it was covid at first, then pneumonia. Really bad pneumonia.  It may have actually slowly started from me aspirating at the dentist! I spent a couple days in the hospital and was sent home. I had oxygen tanks sent to my home a wall unit for oxygen. I was on 2ltrs.My doctor thought it was still pneumonia and would subside. Within a few days I woke up to half of my right face not working and my right eye wouldn’t shut. My fiancé thought I was having a stroke. He rushed me to the ER and at the same time my O2 level was dropping again. I had not had a stroke and they waited 3 days to start any treatment which is just acyclovir tablets and is not a for sure help. I ended up with it for 4 months before it subsided. Now, I have slight nerve damage, thank God that’s the only residual. I wore a patch over my eye as well because it wouldn’t shut.(See pic below that has my crooked face) I ended up needing more oxygen liters. I started to get a little better breathing wise so they sent me home…….
   To not drag this out even more I was in and out of the hospital 6 times. They couldn’t figure out for nearly 3 months what was wrong with me and several doctors were on my case. There was an infectious disease doctor, 2 pulmonary doctors,  a cardiologist, a hospitalist, and a neurologist surgeon. None of them could figure out what was wrong with me. I was tested for every disease you can think of! Finally, I was at another hospital that could do a lung biopsy and bone marrow biopsy.  I woke up in ICU and had been out for 3 days. By this time I was on so much oxygen they had me on a high flow unit. At first I wasn’t told what I had. I couldn’t talk because they had intubated me. During that time they only allowed one person in a 24 hr period due to covid and you couldn’t switch out the visitor. My other dad (biological whom I’m also close to had flown in) I woke up to him in the room. The doctor came in. I wanted my fiancé there, but that wasn’t going to happen on this day. Then, I was told words no-one wants to hear. “You have cancer. It’s a form of Non Hodgkin’s Lymphoma.” said the Oncologist. I was also told later that me aspirating at the dentist could have woken this up and it had been dormant. I didn’t know the stage yet. The doctor only said at that moment that it was aggressive and I needed chemo (2 round) right away. had spent my birthday(in December. See  pic below my fiancé and I below in my hospital bed), New Years, and would spend Valentine’s Day, in the hospital.

My lungs looked like cotton candy!!! See the X- ray pic below!

All the white was due to the cancer. They couldn’t see the nodules on my lungs though because of how bad my lungs were. I also had it on my spine and spleen. I wasn’t producing phlegm. It was just that my alveoli’s were not getting oxygen enough. Everywhere that is white in the X-ray was bad. Real bad. I soon learned it was Non Hodgkin’s Lymphoma Large Diffuse B Cell- Stage IV. The months that followed were worse. I ended up in a wheelchair, I got infections, I lost my hair, I lost a lot of weight (30 lbs). My nose got ulcers from all the oxygen, and I was in pain. More than I let on. I couldn’t hardly move. I got out of breath just going from the couch to my bed. Eventually I couldn’t even stand up. Through all of this my fiancé was by my side. He has medical issues that give him constant pain. He has RA. My dad after a few weeks had to go home. We didn’t know my prognosis. It was my will, my faith, my fiancé, and a few some people from church that got me through the worse part. My daughter was awesome coming twice for a week  and then 2 to help my finance. But, he mostly did it all on his own and tried to work too. We got behind in bills. We started using my credit card to live off of. He was driving for Uber so his schedule could be flexible to care for me and take me to the doctor’s or when I was back in the hospital off and on. During all of this his Ex filed for divorce and they had a teen who was going on 17. He tried to move here, but got homesick. It was too expensive for us to stay in that state and the jobs were terrible if you found one. She was stating that my fiancé made $7,000 a month so she could get a good amount of child support. It wasn’t true. We turned in proof (tax 1040 paperwork, but it was too late when we finally got his taxes done and turned it in)We were drowning. My fiancé couldn’t deal with the divorce and child support paperwork which was taking place in another state. He couldn’t afford a lawyer and she could. He had managed a shop with her for over 20 years. When they split up he had to turn in his keys to the shop. Her family owned the place. He lost his job, his insurance, a lot of his stuff. Since he emotionally couldn’t deal with the paperwork , had no lawyer, and was consumed with taking care of me (she knew I had cancer). She was also living with a man she fell in love with. Her timing with all the paperwork and court dates caused us an insane amount of stress. The pressure of the medical bills, the living expenses, our accumulating debt to survive, and me.
   I felt useless. This went on for a year. As of December 2022 I am in remission. I thank GOD I am still here. I have side effects from the chemo though. I have a lot of pain in my joints, and we are on a 3rd medication to try and help me. I went into menopause as well, and I have a couple heart defects. I tire easy. It took me all night to write this because my wrists and fingers are constantly in pain .My fiancé has put in several applications to no avail. When you’ve had the same job running a pawn shop for over 20 years it seems no one wants to hire him unless it’s less than $16.00 per hour. If they call where he worked and asked about him they would probably hang up on the person. He is a good man, and they just couldn’t make it work. He too got married young. He needs to make at least $25.00 per hour (since he has to pay child support and they currently want $1,100 a month plus $500 in arrears going back to February 2022- so $1,600 a month) and due to his RA he needs to be able to sit and stand. We currently can’t afford his medication and it’s a preexisting condition. If we both could get remote jobs ( I’ve had two in the past years, but to get the pay I need they are quite stressful and I can’t seem to get anything for even $17.00 and hour. I have been getting some disability till I’m released back to my current job, but they are making it seem like they are going to lay me off. Why? Because I was there less than a year when I got sick and apparently there is a loophole that allows this. I wish he and I could work together. That was our dream when we got here, but it didn’t come to fruition.
   My immune system is horrible. I seem to catch every cold that comes around. We are stressed and not sleeping. How much debt are we in with literally barely anything coming in. Close to $220, 000 is our total debt. We also were trying to plan a weeding, but can’t since there is no money. We only have one car. We are blessed though, because I am alive and we currently still have a roof over our head. I don’t expect anything. If you are hiring with a legitimate job that pays well (remote) that’s not crazy stressful, has medical benefits, we aren’t making sells calls,  it’s not an MLM, or pyramid, or dealing with upset customers all the time then maybe you can hire us. You can email tailoredtaticalarmory@gmail.com. It’s an old email we were going to use and my fiancé was going to teach gun safety.  It didn’t come to fruition. I am also an author, but my publisher was new and got out of the business. My book is still out there, but I see no proceeds. The proceeds I got in the beginning I donated to a charity for people with Autism. So, a publisher that wants to take me on would be great too. I’m also slowly working on a second book. I pray you got to the end of this. I know it was long. I won’t lie though, donations would be quite helpful. Prayers too if you pray. Thank you for taking the time to read my story. It may not reach anyone. If I’ve learned anything about this whole experience, it’s to never give up HOPE or FAITH! Thank you.

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Last Updated: February 5, 2023

Addicted student help me pay rehab

I’m a 23 year old medicine student with a serious addiction problem/addictive personality. I was going to write a small piece of text explaining how I got to the low point where I am now, however writing it all down felt pretty liberating so I decided to make it a bit longer.
I am ashamed to be writing this ultimately asking strangers on the internet for money, but I really don’t see a way out of this that doesn’t involve me needing money to 1. Get help fast so that I can keep going with my study and 2. Get financial support for a month or three while I’m in rehab and need to pay my rent etc. I realise that addiction is something way different than what people usually post about on here, but I’m hoping my story will be understood and felt by some of you. I am asking for 5.000€ in order to go to rehab/get a good therapist and help me get through the coming months without financial stress. I promise that I will give it on to the next person needing help, once I’m graduated and am a doctor.

As I am typing this I feel that initial feeling of shame coming back again, but really lingering this time. Thinking about what my future will look like is hard nowadays. I guess that means I’m genuinely scared of how I’ll end up, I feel that I’m on my way to fail in life and I don’t know what to do about it, since it seems to be my character that’s changed. My whole life seems to revolve around two people who I don’t really recognise as me anymore. The version of me writing this to you, full of shame and self-hatred and the version of me drinking, doing all the drugs that he can get his hands on, not sleep for 3 days straight and ultimately blame everyone but himself.

I apparently knew I wanted to become a doctor before I could even pronounce the word stethoscope properly, my mom keeps telling me the story about how my brother and I would get throat and ear infections all the time when we were little kids and how big the difference was,  always, between me being super enthousiastic to go and my brother being horrified of the doctor’s office. I don’t remember those early visits to the doctor, but what I do remember is how I became set on a goal to get into med school quite early in life. I wasn’t the best student of my class in high school, I guess I was pretty average, I forgot to do my homework regularly and would only really get Good  grades for biology, physics and chemistry. Then again, I had the dedication. Those three subjects are the only three that you really need as a med student in my country, so I focused on those and it turned out I could easily  “remember” to do the homework for biology. I would even kinda enjoy doing it. Now this probably sounds like me having been a pretty cringy high school teen being arrogant and feeling too good for classes that I didn’t find particularly interesting, but I wasn’t like that at all. My parents are  lower middle class workers who didn’t have the chances to go to uni like I did. I simply wanted to succeed in getting there, studying, and everything else would follow I figured. After all I had real passion for biology and medicine, and I genuinely wanted to know as much about it as possible.

During The first semester of my first year everything felt new exciting and studying was easy. I really felt that I had found my passion and wanted to be surrounded by the atmosphere of the Academic hospital aa much as possible. Some people  get icky or nervous in hospitals, for me it’s the opposite of that, it feels cozy almost. Now that I think of it, I think I associate hospitals with my grandma, who was in the hospital a lot when I was young but notably was always in a good mood, I also remember how impressed I’d be when a doctor would come in to talk to my grandma or my dad, I guess these doctors, who were generally very kind, intelligent, authoritative men and women-and often acknowledged my existence and that of my brother by giving us a hand even before acknowledging the editors in the room. I think the firm handshakes of those doctors trained my brain to start associating hospitals with coziness. Anyway, you get the point, I liked studying there. Until the pandemic happened and my countries government decided, of course, that we(the students) had te stay in our tiny apartments/rooms for two years and spend our days watching livestreams of lectures. 
 
Now I really tried to do it. I really tried to watch the lectures, do the work and get up everyday while living alone in a city where I didn’t grow up, and moved a few months prior , But I couldn’t do it. The lack of human interaction and really just basic sensory input, drained the energy out of me. That’s when I started getting tired and decided there was no reason to get out of bed anymore, eating one meal a day instead of 3. I think  must have been a month into the pandemic when I gave up on the academic year, luckily I got a job at the covid-testing centre nearby, after about 6 months of being kinda depressed at home. Working was great to keep me occupied during the pandemic and I felt ok with failing the first year because I more or less thought and hoped that everything would be back to normal again the next.
 
As we all sadly know, this wasn’t the case, the pandemic lasted a whole ass year longer. I had to resume my study or give up my student housing, which would mean living with my parents again. Naïvely thinking I could change my way of living “over night”  I started my study up again and failed miserably again due to lack of concentración. I started to doubt myself and started to lie to my parents about how i was doing. I felt really lonely in those two years, I still do sometimes, because I don’t think a lot of people understand me I seem to have all the energy in the word when I’m with s group of people. Yet I’m feeling drsined when I’m alone sitting at my desk watching livestreams. A mother year passed and covid was finally over. That’s when I started to overcompensate…
 
What came next is addiction and hurting the people that love me by fucking myself up so hard that I didn’t’t care about life anymore. Why do I do this? I don’t know. It’s like every time I used something or drank a lot of  alcohol, my brain became more conditioned to be asking for dopamine repeatedly, to the point where I end up not sleeping for 3 days.
 
 I think if you’ve read this far, you’re thinking something in the range of “is this story going somewhere?” Or, “why is this relevant?. “ . It’s relevant because that’s how my brain works apparently. I can’t seem to focus on one thing too long, before branching of to the next one,
like the anecdote  I just randomly threw in about my grandma. In the paragraph I ment to put before this one but had to change because my strategy changes half way writing it. I also turn out to be really impulsive and extremely susceptible to addiction. I believe we can conclude from these three obvious  that I probably have an attention disorder. This has not been diagnosed nor confirmed by anyone even slightly qualified to do so, since I don’t think a doctor can help me figure out the mess in my head at this point, I’d need to be sober for a while to get diagnosed with Something. Wich is what I want ro work ro.
I’ve told you the story of why I think things went wrong with me. I haven’t told you how I’m gonna fix it yet. Here’s the problem, As I’m writing this I am coming back(sobering up) from 3 days of non stop-partying. I’m writing this with shaking hands on my phone, my vision is blurry and I look like a ghost because my face is white from all the blood vessels in my face being in vasoconstriction . The thing is, my impulsive brain seems to forget about the feelings of being a failure and the hope of still landing my study that I have as soon as I drink a few beers or take any drug, something many  functioning people  around me do. It’s normalised where I’m from, to the point that you see people using everywhere when you go out. The triggers are everywhere. I think the only way I can ever function as a doctor is if never use drugs again. But to get rid of that habit is gonna be extremely hard to do where I live that’s why I want to go to a rehab clinic far away. I really can’t make my parents pay, I know they will if I ask, but it’s a lot of money for them and I have already let them down so much. Which is why I decided to share my whole story here in the hope that someone rich could relate to it and help me out.
paypal.me/helppls59
 I need to get my life under control somehow, If anyone reading this has any good ideas/tips on how to tackle this pls send me an e-mail. I would love to hear ftom people who have experience with addiction/want to talk about their own similar problems With addiction/impulsiveness

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