Burn Tags

That is exactly where I am at right now. I have been married as of April twenty-one years to a man that was verbally and mentally abusive. Yes, I put up with it for all those years which is for me to deal with but it did make me burn out finally. There are friends that have asked me how I put up with it and I don't know. Anywho, I have made it through this month which is six months and the divorce still won't be final for a while since there are details about the property that are up in the air for now but have ended up turning my finances upside down to the point I cannot even get gas to do my work. I have sold things and did everything possible to keep going but I am worn out from even that. I need any change you can spare so that I can get turned back around and be able to put things back on track.

I am trying my hardest to take care of my kids and my kids brother. I am a 33 year old single mother who just started a job selling Street Roots witch is a local paper here in Portland, OR. They help by providing a voice for those who would not have a chance to do so and an income to help preventing homelessness. I am fighting hard to provide for my family the only way I know how to. I am asking for a donation to help us purchase some fans to help keep us cooler this summer. I have already received sun burn on both arms.
Thank you and God Bless!
Melissa

A fire was caused by a kerosene heater, and I lost everything I had. All personal things like clothes, shoes and food are given here at places I can go to. Good thing is with the 15% burn on my arm, I am receiving Section-8 housing. just need a little to help stock up non-food daily items. There is also the medical bills. The VA paid the majority, because the one here could not accomodate for 2nd and 3d degree burns. Anyway...this is a shot in the dark for me. All will be appreciated, ever so much.

This isnt a beg, it is a warning. Beware of a scammer who is operating on this site calling himself WALTER MICHEAL. He claims to be American, lures you into a Yahoo Messenger conversation wanting to befriend you. He offers you a loan at 15% interest which he requires upfront before you get your loan. He claims that his word is his bond. The guy is a peanut trying to take advantage of people looking for help, a real parasite of the lowest form. He is probably an unintelligent Nigerian criminal who deserves to burn in hell.

I am a daughter of a burn victim. My mom got burned when she was only 15 years old. She is not able to bend her knees since then. She can walk but it is awkward and is hard for her now due to she is a little old and whenever she rides the public transport its hard for her to take a seat or stand-up afterwards since she cannot bend her knees. I can't afford to take her to a therapist since my wages is enough to pay the bills and feed us each day.I hope you can help me.

Did a refrigerator fall on my head in a tornado?>>NO,Do i need a sex change?>>NO,Did my home burn down?>>NO,Did my wife leave me?>>NO,Did my dog get run over by a car?>>NO,Did i break a leg and am now out of work?>>NO,,,JUST NEED A HAND UP TO PAY ELEC BILL,please donate.

I've decided to try and get help through donations http://www.giveforward.com/unbreakmyheart and funding http://unbreakmyheart2011.blogspot.com/from outside sources since every doctor I've seen in 2 years agree that I need the leads to my ICD (defibrillator) replaced; but shuffle me back to the original doctor and wash their hands of me.

I'm raising funds for ICD replacement surgery, to go see a HOCM specialist (Dr. Craig Asher) at Cleveland Clinic in S. Florida and to have advanced testing through Vanderbilt Autonomic Center in Tennessee.

I don't want to admit I need help; I've always been a strong, independent person who took care of everything and everyone. In August 2009, my whole world changed. After my procedure, I applied for disability and was turned down twice and had to hire an attorney. I went from being "super" mom, wife & friend and care taker of an Autistic son to being the one who had to be taken care of.

So how did I get to the point I have to ask others for help? Shortly before Father's Day 2009, I fell and broke my foot. When it didn't heal, I went to my primary with a broken foot and came out with a broken heart. After the shock wore off from the doctor telling me that I was going to die if I didn't have valve surgery; I started asking questions.

I didn't quite believe him and thought he was over reacting when he told me I was going to die because I walked and ran 3-5 times weekly and even did strenuous yard work. I felt fine and have 4 children aged 9-26 and kept up with them and stayed very active in things they did; but I was a ticking time bomb just waiting for the right time for my heart to stop.

He sent me to several specialists who said I had nothing really wrong, just some mild valve problems associated with aging; which was a huge relief. Everything seemed normal except my EKG's; they showed I had a huge amount of PVC's (premature ventricular contractions) roughly 50,000 “extra” heartbeats daily.

My heart didn't really beat fully; it only quivered like a bowl of jello day in day out. The problem with it beating like this is, the heart becomes very ineffective at pumping and your cardiac output drops and heart muscle damage can occur.

The cardiologist and electrophysiologist I saw did extensive testing and recommended more testing in the hospital. I went in for a sleep study, Tilt table test and EP Study with Ablation. The sleep study revealed I had moderately severe sleep apnea and my oxygen goes from 99% down to 73% at night making it very dangerous for me when I sleep.

The tilt table test was the first inkling that something dangerous was going on inside. I fainted and had no palpable pulse; which is a very rare thing to happen. I was diagnosed with Dysautonomia - Neurocardiogenic Syncope and Orthostatic Intolerance.
I then had an ablation to burn the extra pathways in my heart and get rid of the pvc's I was living with daily. I was told this would be a relatively easy process and given a 95% success rate to get rid of the extra beats completely but it never crossed my mind that anything would happen.

What preliminary tests failed to show, is the pattern and origin of my arrhythmias were in a very dangerous spot to ablate - the RV Apex – in the bottom thin underside of the heart.

During the EP Study, I went into cardiac arrest and my heart stopped completely with no rhythm they could shock (Asystole), some how it started again for a few minutes but then stopped again. They were able to shock me back to normal sinus rhythm and luckily, the third time it stopped; it restarted on it's own so I didn't have to be shocked again.

I was diagnosed with Polymorphic Ventricular Tachycardia; a very dangerous, life threatening arrhythmia. I stayed in the hospital for 4 days trying to find a cause and to be prepped for an ICD (implantable cardiac defibrillator).

It took a cardiac catherization to finally find the problem and to show I had HOCM (obstructive Hypertrophic Cardiomyopathy) and internal high pressures in my valves.

My regular EP had to go out of town after the first procedure, so his partner had to do the implant; he wasn't as skilled as my regular dr and botched the lead implants.

When they checked the leads the next day before releasing me, they found a problem with the lead placement but the dr said it was "ok" and sent me home. Since then, I've had nothing but problems with the unit and been told by several other EP's I need to have the leads replaced and the ICD could be causing part of my problems.

Doctors think my other problems are related to HOCM (obstructive hypertrophic cardiomyopathy) and Autonomic nervous system failure and when I faint, my heart stops briefly causing damage each time this happens.

After the procedure, my body started failing from the damage it sustained the 4 times my heart stopped. My original cardiologist told me I would be in a wheel chair and totally dependent on others for everything by the time I'm 50; which is daunting because in March I'll be 45 and I can't deny the facts - my body is failing.

I was put on 10,000g sodium daily, water/fluid loading, Midodrine (insurance won't cover it $312 - 30 day supply), Propanolol, Pantoprazole, pain meds, suppression hose and binders as well as having to stay supine the majority of the day - which caused my heart failure to worsen and my EF (ejection fraction) to go down.

Nothing the doctor's have tried has helped, I still faint and my heart stops on a daily basis and I never know from one day to the next if something is going to trigger fluid build up and I have an acute attack.

In June 2011 I fainted falling into the side of my tiled tub, lacerating the side of my head in the process, severely sprained my neck and suffered a concussion. After that episode, I became a bit more cautious with every move I make because the dr found declining neurological functioning and mild brain damage; he said any more falls could lead to permanent major brain damage.

With so many previous medical bills and co-pays, I can't afford the 20% co-insurance to have my ICD replaced and Mayo Clinic wants a $5,000 deposit up front even with insurance. My ICD alone is $125,000, leads another $30,000 and then there's the doctor and hospital fees; which I won't know the cost until the procedure is done.

Each heart rhythm specialist and cardiologist I see tell me there is nothing more they can do after going over my history and treatments; I have a long hard fight to go and I have to just be thankful each day I'm alive. Some days I'm really glad I made it through, other days when the problems and pain take over; I wish the dr's had let me die.

I developed PTSD after the procedure, panic disorder and extreme agoraphobia. I went into such a deep depression over my health issues, I was afraid I would never see the lighter side of things again. I finally went to see a psychologist who prescribed Lamictal and diagnosed me with Bi-Polar disorder which has helped greatly but I still struggle on a daily basis.

One day we were just the “normal” every day family and the toughest thing we had to deal with is a child with Autism. Then; our whole lives changed in an instant we were dealing with mounting medical bills, expensive prescriptions, tests, appointments, loss of income and dealing with the possibility of death on a daily basis.

You just never know what the day may bring, so keep those you love close to you and never take one second for granted.
From the bottom of my heart thank you - even if it's support to say hey; I'm here if you need to talk or I know how you're feeling.

I've decided to try and get help through donations http://www.giveforward.com/unbreakmyheart and funding http://unbreakmyheart2011.blogspot.com/from outside sources since every doctor I've seen in 2 years agree that I need the leads to my ICD (defibrillator) replaced; but shuffle me back to the original doctor and wash their hands of me.

I'm raising funds for ICD replacement surgery, to go see a HOCM specialist (Dr. Craig Asher) at Cleveland Clinic in S. Florida and to have advanced testing through Vanderbilt Autonomic Center in Tennessee.

I don't want to admit I need help; I've always been a strong, independent person who took care of everything and everyone. In August 2009, my whole world changed. After my procedure, I applied for disability and was turned down twice and had to hire an attorney. I went from being "super" mom, wife & friend and care taker of an Autistic son to being the one who had to be taken care of.

So how did I get to the point I have to ask others for help? Shortly before Father's Day 2009, I fell and broke my foot. When it didn't heal, I went to my primary with a broken foot and came out with a broken heart. After the shock wore off from the doctor telling me that I was going to die if I didn't have valve surgery; I started asking questions.

I didn't quite believe him and thought he was over reacting when he told me I was going to die because I walked and ran 3-5 times weekly and even did strenuous yard work. I felt fine and have 4 children aged 9-26 and kept up with them and stayed very active in things they did; but I was a ticking time bomb just waiting for the right time for my heart to stop.

He sent me to several specialists who said I had nothing really wrong, just some mild valve problems associated with aging; which was a huge relief. Everything seemed normal except my EKG's; they showed I had a huge amount of PVC's (premature ventricular contractions) roughly 50,000 “extra” heartbeats daily.

My heart didn't really beat fully; it only quivered like a bowl of jello day in day out. The problem with it beating like this is, the heart becomes very ineffective at pumping and your cardiac output drops and heart muscle damage can occur.

The cardiologist and electrophysiologist I saw did extensive testing and recommended more testing in the hospital. I went in for a sleep study, Tilt table test and EP Study with Ablation. The sleep study revealed I had moderately severe sleep apnea and my oxygen goes from 99% down to 73% at night making it very dangerous for me when I sleep.

The tilt table test was the first inkling that something dangerous was going on inside. I fainted and had no palpable pulse; which is a very rare thing to happen. I was diagnosed with Dysautonomia - Neurocardiogenic Syncope and Orthostatic Intolerance.
I then had an ablation to burn the extra pathways in my heart and get rid of the pvc's I was living with daily. I was told this would be a relatively easy process and given a 95% success rate to get rid of the extra beats completely but it never crossed my mind that anything would happen.

What preliminary tests failed to show, is the pattern and origin of my arrhythmias were in a very dangerous spot to ablate - the RV Apex – in the bottom thin underside of the heart.

During the EP Study, I went into cardiac arrest and my heart stopped completely with no rhythm they could shock (Asystole), some how it started again for a few minutes but then stopped again. They were able to shock me back to normal sinus rhythm and luckily, the third time it stopped; it restarted on it's own so I didn't have to be shocked again.

I was diagnosed with Polymorphic Ventricular Tachycardia; a very dangerous, life threatening arrhythmia. I stayed in the hospital for 4 days trying to find a cause and to be prepped for an ICD (implantable cardiac defibrillator).

It took a cardiac catherization to finally find the problem and to show I had HOCM (obstructive Hypertrophic Cardiomyopathy) and internal high pressures in my valves.

My regular EP had to go out of town after the first procedure, so his partner had to do the implant; he wasn't as skilled as my regular dr and botched the lead implants.

When they checked the leads the next day before releasing me, they found a problem with the lead placement but the dr said it was "ok" and sent me home. Since then, I've had nothing but problems with the unit and been told by several other EP's I need to have the leads replaced and the ICD could be causing part of my problems.

Doctors think my other problems are related to HOCM (obstructive hypertrophic cardiomyopathy) and Autonomic nervous system failure and when I faint, my heart stops briefly causing damage each time this happens.

After the procedure, my body started failing from the damage it sustained the 4 times my heart stopped. My original cardiologist told me I would be in a wheel chair and totally dependent on others for everything by the time I'm 50; which is daunting because in March I'll be 45 and I can't deny the facts - my body is failing.

I was put on 10,000g sodium daily, water/fluid loading, Midodrine (insurance won't cover it $312 - 30 day supply), Propanolol, Pantoprazole, pain meds, suppression hose and binders as well as having to stay supine the majority of the day - which caused my heart failure to worsen and my EF (ejection fraction) to go down.

Nothing the doctor's have tried has helped, I still faint and my heart stops on a daily basis and I never know from one day to the next if something is going to trigger fluid build up and I have an acute attack.

In June 2011 I fainted falling into the side of my tiled tub, lacerating the side of my head in the process, severely sprained my neck and suffered a concussion. After that episode, I became a bit more cautious with every move I make because the dr found declining neurological functioning and mild brain damage; he said any more falls could lead to permanent major brain damage.

With so many previous medical bills and co-pays, I can't afford the 20% co-insurance to have my ICD replaced and Mayo Clinic wants a $5,000 deposit up front even with insurance. My ICD alone is $125,000, leads another $30,000 and then there's the doctor and hospital fees; which I won't know the cost until the procedure is done.

Each heart rhythm specialist and cardiologist I see tell me there is nothing more they can do after going over my history and treatments; I have a long hard fight to go and I have to just be thankful each day I'm alive. Some days I'm really glad I made it through, other days when the problems and pain take over; I wish the dr's had let me die.

I developed PTSD after the procedure, panic disorder and extreme agoraphobia. I went into such a deep depression over my health issues, I was afraid I would never see the lighter side of things again. I finally went to see a psychologist who prescribed Lamictal and diagnosed me with Bi-Polar disorder which has helped greatly but I still struggle on a daily basis.

One day we were just the “normal” every day family and the toughest thing we had to deal with is a child with Autism. Then; our whole lives changed in an instant we were dealing with mounting medical bills, expensive prescriptions, tests, appointments, loss of income and dealing with the possibility of death on a daily basis.

You just never know what the day may bring, so keep those you love close to you and never take one second for granted.

From the bottom of my heart thank you - even if it's support to say hey; I'm here if you need to talk or I know how you're feeling.

I am 71 years old and my daughter is 49. She has 5 stents and can only do light duty housekeeping or run a register and I can run a business if I nned to to pay for the rent. I can afford some money towards the rent. The people we were supposed to stay with had their house burn down and now we have no place to stay. I need help.I am willing to work. I don't want nothing free as I was not brought up that way.1-603-759-5802 cell.

Wall Street and the big banks were bailed out of debt. What happened to us on mainstreet? I posted a plea the other day explaining my situation, but am changing it to read like this.
I owe close to $1000.00 in property and mobile home taxes. Two are considered deliquent. The other two are due the end of Novermber. The longer I can't pay, the more interest is added. My property taxes keep rising every six months. The value of my property has dropped because of the housing bust. Most non-profit charities will not help with property taxes. I work part-time cleaning private houses. It is the only job I can find in my area.It barely-I mean barely- covers my utilities, car insurance, etc. The state can legally take my home just like a mortgage lender if I cannot pay my taxes. I have an old computer with dialup so I cannot join Facebook or twitter due to outdated technology.

Therefore, I am challenging a rich Wall Street banker or other rich banker or anybody with money to burn to help bail me (Jane Q. Public) out of the tank. I cannot pay you back, but I will thank you personally if given the opportunity. I also have other outstanding bills. A doctor bill for $118.00. And I also need the basic necessities of life. Hygiene products, toilet paper, dog food. $25.00 for a flu shot. You name, I can use it. I am in survival mode and have been for the last couple of years.

So, if anyone would like to tweet, facebook me, or whatever to get the attention of a rich, wealthy person I would be eternally gratefully.

Yes, I am angry like millions of other people in our country. We need help and we need jobs to support ourselves properly. I hate having to beg for help. But what else can I do?

Thank you and God Bless

I really just need to vent and can't pay to see a therapist right now. First of all I am fucked in the head. My mother was and is emotionally abusive. I was called a bastard, whore, slut, or bitch most of my life. Luckily I wasn't my sister because she gets called a retard because she has dyslexia and a learning disorder. One time my mother asked me when I was about 13 if I wanted to see a match burn twice. I said sure thinking it was a trick of some sort. My mom lit the match blew it out and stuck the match into the top of my hand. The skin built up like it was melting wax. Now that I am an adult I am trying to make things work. I have tried to pay for school on my own for years now having to take loans out every now and then. Getting not the greatest scores in school because I have to work to provide for myself and not getting any help. Even when I have asked. I should clarify my mom paid for a semester of books for me. My parents for some reason feel they need to help my two middle siblings and not the oldest or youngest, I don't understand. I have gone through a couple jobs. I had a job a few years ago that was helping me stay fairly stable and I lost it due to lay offs. I got into a financial hole then since my family wouldn't help and I had a hard time finding a job, and I enrolled in school. Since then I have been working a seasonal job that helps bring in half the bacon. Trying to get myself out of the hole slowly. The last couple years I have been trying to get out of the seasonal job, getting a job year round. Its been hard though since people won't hire me thinking I will be going back to the seasonal job. I collected unemployment the last two years in the off season, so I could make ends meat and try to finish school. Just last Friday the State is trying to get me for insurance fraud. So I have to fight that now too. This spring my car died and the only way to get around was bike or bus, I mostly rode my bike in 100 + weather. Since the bus schedule didn't work with my schedule. I saved a little money and bought and old motorcycle. Now that is starting to cost me more and more $, to keep it running. I have been trying to save money so I can by a car at an auction or something and everything keeps piling up, it feels like. I have to drop my one class this semester so I am better able to buy a vehicle so I can at least get myself to work. If I can find a job. When will things get better? When can I quit fighting so hard? When will my family help me? I am tired there are days I just want to give up. I just need to try harder.

I was a Medic in Iraq for 3 years at Balad Airbase. I was exposed to burning chemicals from their Burn Pits, and now have Parkinson's Disease from it. I have lost my home, sold my car, savings, sold family heirlooms, etc just to pay my bills so far. I don't want anything except my medications filled, at $260 a month. I have applied for Disability and in the long process. If you can help, I would help someone else in your name when I can. Thank You.

I was a Medic in Iraq for 3 years at Balad Airbase. I was exposed to burning chemicals from their Burn Pits, and now have Parkinson's Disease from it. I have lost my home, sold my car, savings, sold family heirlooms, etc just to pay my bills so far. I don't want anything except my medications filled, at $260 a month. I have applied for Disability and in the long process. If you can help, I would help someone else in your name when I can. Thank You.

I was a Medic in Iraq for 3 years at Balad Airbase. I was exposed to burning chemicals from their Burn Pits, and now have Parkinson's Disease from it. I have lost my home, sold my car, savings, sold family heirlooms, etc just to pay my bills so far. I don't want anything except my medications filled, at $260 a month. I have applied for Disability and in the long process. If you can help, I would help someone else in your name when I can. Thank You.

I was a Medic in Iraq for 3 years at Balad Airbase. I was exposed to burning chemicals from their Burn Pits, and now have Parkinson's Disease from it. I have lost my home, sold my car, savings, sold family heirlooms, etc just to pay my bills so far. I don't want anything except my medications filled, at $260 a month. I have applied for Disability and in the long process. If you can help, I would help someone else in your name when I can. Thank You.

Hello? I live in Korea.
My name is YU BIN SEO. To beg. People loved the music is. But
I need to study music in a home environment will give me support.
Behind the music, but trying to live with my friends band instruments are too low.
We burned a passion for the best dreams we want to open a challenge to the British or American Underground was even thought. But now because of money problems can not burn our passion. Please help pence.

i am a wife and mother of 2 , my daughter who is 8 and my husband have seizure dissorders ,my son who is 10 has post traumatic stress syndrome due to the fact that he and his sister were molested by a neighbours friend and then watching our house burn took its toll. my husband has only been able to find work for 2 months out of the last 12, i am dissabled and can not work , i am also an australian so i dont even qualify for food stamps . we are awaiting foreclosure, if there is anyone who can help us , we did not buy a house that was beyond our means , we did have savings but they didnt last long now we are left with nothing,i sold my wedding band the other day to buy toilet paper. ty in advance rosemary

I'm twenty-four years old--twenty-five next week--and I've worked since I was ten years old. Two years ago I was working four jobs to survive. Finally I got a full-time job (no benefits), and managed to apply to and get accepted to a university so that I could continue my education and do something with my life. But I started to burn out early last year, and I became extremely depressed. I didn't have the money to do much about it.

I'm not saying this for sympathy, but just to explain that I've been in tough spots before, and I've dealt with them, and I've never asked for anyone's help.

I'm asking now. I moved across the country last fall to go to school. I got funding from the university, and for the first time in years I had health insurance provided through them. But my depression became so bad that I lost over twenty pounds and couldn't get out of bed except to make myself go to class. So I went on medical leave in October, and lost my stipend and health insurance. Since then, in more than four months of applying every day for all kinds of work, I've come up with nothing.

I'm on food stamps. I'm registered with a temp agency. I'm trying to get on unemployment. I'm not sitting around. For more than four months I've managed to pay rent, cover my most basic medical bills, and not go hungry... by slowly using up the small savings that I managed to put away while I had a full-time job.

They're gone. My rent is due on Tuesday, the first of March, and I'm going to be $200 short. I can't borrow from my friends or family. If I can't make this payment, I'm done; I don't know what will happen. I just want one more month to be able to try to make something work, find some way to live.

If you can spare anything, you have no idea how much it would mean to me. I hate asking for help; it's so much more comfortable to give it. But I'm out of options.

Thank you.

We had a housefire that took my four year olds sons life on his fourth birthday and put my mother in the salt lake burn center for 6 weeks and now she has severe copd and has never smoked a cigerette in her life all caused from our house fire we lost our home and both of our cars as well in that fire. my mom has gotten another one but I still have not been able to afford to get one. insurance would not cover our vehicles. I have always worked for a living up until my sons death,then after experiencing that horrible day,Its hard toexplain but it mentally and emotionally left me disabled for quite some time. Its a struggle to get threw each day that has went by since and the only reason im still here is because of my two remaining kids a 4yr old and 10 yr old. they are my only reason for living and they deserve so much better then I have been able to give them since the fire. I need to go back to work but do not have a car and I live in a small rural place and we have no public transportaion here the closest is 20 miles away.I would be very appriciative of any kind of help torwards making this happen. Thank you for your time