Genetics are a funny thing. I am blessed with some interesting ones for sure. They make me who I am but they also make my body a big glob of pain and frustration.
At the early age of 17 they started to set the stage for what would eventually lead to a complete overhaul of where I thought I would be in my mid 30’s. As a junior in high school I was diagnosed with poly cystic ovarian syndrome. There is no cure, very little chance of having children, a lot of hormonal problems and great risk to develop type 2 diabetes. Really? I am 17. What the heck!?
Fast forward to the age of 23. I am working full time. I have been in such horrible pain that I cannot even turn my head and moving around is brutal. As I am dealing with the pain and seeing numerous doctors to determine what is wrong, I had two grandparents in the hospital dying. My grandfather died within a few months from a brain tumor and I was the only one by his side when he died. Then my grandmother, who I was so close to passed away 6 months later.
I was in the doctor’s office being told that I had fibromyalgia and chronic fatigue syndrome the exact hour my grandmother passed away. That loss was very painful for me.
This is where genetics plays into my story. My grandmother that passed away was my twin. And I don’t mean we just looked alike. We literally were the same. Our looks, our skills, our habits and our medical issues were exactly the same. The joy of genetics!
I was fortunate enough to have a child at age 29. I had gestational diabetes through the pregnancy. I even got shingles when I was 7 months pregnant and again when she was 3 months old.
Fast forward to present day. I am now 35 years old. My daughter is now 7 years old. I am happily divorced. I have had 5 surgeries. And I have a lot of boxes to check on all those mindless medical history forms at doctors appointments. Here’s my list:
- Chronic Fatigue Syndrome
- Restless Legs Syndrome
- Panic Attacks
- Sleep Apnea
- Diabetic Gastroparesis
- Precancerous Colon Polyps
- Type 2 Diabetes
- Migraine Headaches
Most of the time health professionals read my paperwork and are shocked. I am always having to tell them that I was blessed with some interesting genetics.
So now that I have given you the background here is why I need help. I am finally making an effort to apply for disability. I have worked my body into the ground. This little engine that could no longer can.
Disability approval can take up to 24 months. I have not worked since January 2020. All of my money is gone. How can I survive? How can I provide for my greatest blessing, my daughter? My family is not able to help and I have exhausted every option that I have. So I came across this website and decided to give it a shot.
If my story tugs at your heart please consider helping me. I really need help. I will gratefully accept any amount of financial help. Realistically, $2000.00 would go a long way to help me keep my ship afloat. But anything helps.
Here is my PayPal link should I be blessed with help: paypal.me/kynnsmommy