I’ve been with my wife for over 13 years. She has HS on top of everything with her stage 3 breast cancer. HS is Hidradenitis suppurativa and basically, your immune system thinks it is sick 24/7 so it tunnels and constantly tries to heal you. it creates festering sores that seep and ruin clothes, furniture, etc. She did Remicade chemo for about 8? – 9 years to shut down her immune system so it could act almost normal and get rid of the overhealing effects. They are removing her right breast Aug 15th, and we hope that is all we need to do. we probably wouldn’t have needed to do that, but her chemotherapy made her sick. this chemo is way stronger and much different than HS chemo treatments. She lost all her hair, then stage 2 of the ACT treatment schedule made her so sick she couldn’t breathe for herself, and ended up for a week on life support. she is in the ’50s and all this stuff that is/has been happening to her is really bringing her down and I’m helpless to do much. I’m a disabled combat veteran U.S. Army with a fixed income. we order her supplements and bandages most of the time due to her medical insurance (HMO) not helping. driving my Tahoe back and forth to Salem hospital from our tiny town costs gas. I can send images if asked, I don’t feel that posting pictures of her in distress needs to be on the internet for people to copy, poke fun at, create memes, etc. I do have some of her on life support and bald. I’m not even sure why I’m here, I just think sharing her story is important for others to read and hopefully pitch in and help where we can’t.
I just would like help in showing her she isn’t forgotten, by getting some extra financial help thru this hella tough time we are dealing with. i realize we aren’t the only ones in the world that have this problem and I’m swallowing my pride and asking for assistance since my limited income is barely enough, and with incoming hospital visits with her surgery and home care on the 15th of Aug, I’ll be strapped and back to borrowing money. I don’t deserve anything but she does, and I want her to be able to heal and have what she needs without worries. it’s enough stress just dealing with her at-home 25 y o son with high-functioning autism. After reading all this you just can’t make it all up!; but this is my life and I care for her in more ways than i can describe. Ty if you donate, Ty if you don’t but read this, and ty for anyone who can share our plight.