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Quiet giving means to help others without fanfare, without recognition. I've done this all my life. From buying school clothes for my childrens' friends, paying for glasses for the cashier at our local store, or paying an elderly stranger's grocery bill...God tells us to help each other, no matter how small. Now the shoe is on the other foot. I am in need. I am scared and now understand how it is to wake up every morning with fear and anxiety hanging over my head. I am a teacher who has been a victim of budget cuts 5 times in my career. It has taken me up to two years to find another full-time job each time it happened. I lived off of early withdrawals from my teaching retirement fund while I worked part-time jobs during those times. It is all gone now. I am single mother with two children, no alimony or child support. We have always struggled, but managed to make do with what we had. It wasn't easy, but we were able to keep our home for 16 years now. I have experienced a debilitating illness over the past year and will not be able to return to teaching. I never thought while I sat in college studying for my career, that I would one day be virtually penniless with no place to turn to. I have sold all valuables and now have nothing left to pay the bills or keep our home. I know God hears me, but perhaps the journey is one of empathy for others and of understanding true suffering. I am thankful for the journey, and the lesson is difficult. I have failed my children and myself. I was willing to accept my fate, until a friend told me about this website. If you find it in your heart to help me and my family, I assure you we will pay a portion back to others here in WV who are suffering as well. One day, when I am back on my feet, I would like to be a philanthropist, creating a non-profit organization using quiet giving. Thank you for listening, sometimes it helps just to get it out. Thank you also for your generosity and understanding. Even if you choose not to help my partiuclar family, please be aware of other hard-working families in your own community who may need your help too. Have a blessed day, Mrs. Birdlegs Please help, my family matters too.

Quiet giving means to help others without fanfare, without recognition. I've done this all my life. From buying school clothes for my childrens' friends, paying for glasses for the cashier at our local store, or paying an elderly stranger's grocery bill...God tells us to help each other, no matter how small. Now the shoe is on the other foot. I am in need. I am scared and now understand how it is to wake up every morning with fear and anxiety hanging over my head. I am a teacher who has been a victim of budget cuts 5 times in my career. It has taken me up to two years to find another full-time job each time it happened. I lived off of early withdrawals from my teaching retirement fund while I worked part-time jobs during those times. It is all gone now. I am single mother with two children, no alimony or child support. We have always struggled, but managed to make do with what we had. It wasn't easy, but we were able to keep our home for 16 years now. I have experienced a debilitating illness over the past year and will not be able to return to teaching. I never thought while I sat in college studying for my career, that I would one day be virtually penniless with no place to turn to. I have sold all valuables and now have nothing left to pay the bills or keep our home. I know God hears me, but perhaps the journey is one of empathy for others and of understanding true suffering. I am thankful for the journey, and the lesson is difficult. I have failed my children and myself. I was willing to accept my fate, until a friend told me about this website. If you find it in your heart to help me and my family, I assure you we will pay a portion back to others here in WV who are suffering as well. One day, when I am back on my feet, I would like to be a philanthropist, creating a non-profit organization using quiet giving. Thank you for listening, sometimes it helps just to get it out. Thank you also for your generosity and understanding. Even if you choose not to help my partiuclar family, please be aware of other hard-working families in your own community who may need your help too. Have a blessed day, Mrs. Birdlegs

Quiet giving means to help others without fanfare, without recognition. I've done this all my life. From buying school clothes for my childrens' friends, paying for glasses for the cashier at our local store, or paying an elderly stranger's grocery bill...God tells us to help each other, no matter how small. Now the shoe is on the other foot. I am in need. I am scared and now understand how it is to wake up every morning with fear and anxiety hanging over my head. I am a teacher who has been a victim of budget cuts 5 times in my career. It has taken me up to two years to find another full-time job each time it happened. I lived off of early withdrawals from my teaching retirement fund while I worked part-time jobs during those times. It is all gone now. I am single mother with two children, no alimony or child support. We have always struggled, but managed to make do with what we had. It wasn't easy, but we were able to keep our home for 16 years now. I have experienced a debilitating illness over the past year and will not be able to return to teaching. I never thought while I sat in college studying for my career, that I would one day be virtually penniless with no place to turn to. I have sold all valuables and now have nothing left to pay the bills or keep our home. I know God hears me, but perhaps the journey is one of empathy for others and of understanding true suffering. I am thankful for the journey, and the lesson is difficult. I have failed my children and myself. I was willing to accept my fate, until a friend told me about this website. If you find it in your heart to help me and my family, I assure you we will pay a portion back to others here in WV who are suffering as well. One day, when I am back on my feet, I would like to be a philanthropist, creating a non-profit organization using quiet giving. Thank you for listening, sometimes it helps just to get it out. Thank you also for your generosity and understanding. Even if you choose not to help my partiuclar family, please be aware of other hard-working families in your own community who may need your help too. Have a blessed day, Mrs. Birdlegs

Quiet giving means to help others without fanfare, without recognition. I've done this all my life. From buying school clothes for my childrens' friends, paying for glasses for the cashier at our local store, or paying an elderly stranger's grocery bill...God tells us to help each other, no matter how small. Now the shoe is on the other foot. I am in need. I am scared and now understand how it is to wake up every morning with fear and anxiety hanging over my head. I am a teacher who has been a victim of budget cuts 5 times in my career. It has taken me up to two years to find another full-time job each time it happened. I lived off of early withdrawals from my teaching retirement fund while I worked part-time jobs during those times. It is all gone now. I am single mother with two children, no alimony or child support. We have always struggled, but managed to make do with what we had. It wasn't easy, but we were able to keep our home for 16 years now. I have experienced a debilitating illness over the past year and will not be able to return to teaching. I never thought while I sat in college studying for my career, that I would one day be virtually penniless with no place to turn to. I have sold all valuables and now have nothing left to pay the bills or keep our home. I know God hears me, but perhaps the journey is one of empathy for others and of understanding true suffering. I am thankful for the journey, and the lesson is difficult. I have failed my children and myself. I was willing to accept my fate, until a friend told me about this website. If you find it in your heart to help me and my family, I assure you we will pay a portion back to others here in WV who are suffering as well. One day, when I am back on my feet, I would like to be a philanthropist, creating a non-profit organization using quiet giving. Thank you for listening, sometimes it helps just to get it out. Thank you also for your generosity and understanding. Even if you choose not to help my partiuclar family, please be aware of other hard-working families in your own community who may need your help too. Have a blessed day, Mrs. Birdlegs

September 2011: Had a nearly fatal motorcycle accident on Lucent Blvd. in Denver. The events leading up to the accident I am unclear of, all I remember is waking up underneith a car and couldnt move. I remember the ambulance showing up to extricate me. Apparently I had a shattered pelvis and a broken humorus. I also sustained another concussion. I never was a big fan of the helmet, in fact very rarely did I wear one. I just happened by chance to decide to wear one that day, if I hadnt I'd be dead. It used to be that I struggled to survive, now I struggle to exist. This account is by my wife:

On September 28th, 2011
My husband Trevan had an accident on is his way to an Interview and he was going on Lucent to get on to the highway on C470 and was not able to see with the dew on the street and sun glare. He didn’t see the car at the stoplights, going on to C470. Didn’t know or see that it was stopped at the light. The sun was so bad that he slammed right into the person in front of him and went over the handlebars of the motorcycle and over the person’s car and was found underneath the car. The Paramedics found him under the person’s car and had to pull him out from under it.

I got a call about 8:15 am from the fire department letting me know that my husband was in an accident. I was so scared I was trying to get my son ready for school and get my daughter ready to so I could take him. I was told that he was taken to Littleton Hospital and that I can call over there and get info on how he is doing. Instead of me calling the ER the ER nurse called me and gave me some info about what they are doing and what ER room they are taking him to. They took some x-rays and he couldn’t be moved because they were not sure about his back. So they did the x-rays in the ER. That is what the nurse told me that they were doing and that he was stable. The nurse also said if I could get to the hospital as soon as I could, it would be a good idea to come since the police and fire department was still there. I told her I would try. I called my mother in law to let her that her son was in an accident and I called my mom. There were other people that I called too. When I got there and I had to park so far in the back of the hospital that I had to ask for directions to get to the ER from the outpatient so I could be there with my husband. When I got there it was very hard to see what he looked like. He had a neck brace on and his left arm was all wrapped up like a present. He had a big gash on the inside of his right leg that was pretty wide and you could see the fat and it kept on bleeding. They would not take off the brace from his neck because they didn’t know what else was going on with him. I met the ER doctors and they told me that he is in quite bit of pain, and that he was starting to not know what happened off and on. I tried to see if he could tell me himself but could not remember. One of the ER doctors was very concerned about the blood in his urine so they took him to another place in the hospital to do some more tests on him. My mom in the mean time called me and told me that she was on her way to be at the hospital with me for support, I told her that I really need some comfort and to keep it together. When she got here Trevan was not yet taken to get tested yet so my mom said hi to him and ask him questions. Then with the ER nurses came in to take him for the tests my mom ask the nurse what kind of test that they were going to do on him and they said it is to check for internal bleeding. When Trevan was taken back we went to sit in the waiting room in the ER. My mom kept asking me questions but I could not answer any of them, because I have not been told about any thing besides what the nurse told me on the phone before I got there. I ask the nurses that were still around they’re about where his belonging were because I needed to know if his wallet and other things like ring and glasses was there. They handed me the beg that had his wallet and other things that they took off of him. I took the beg with me so I could go through it and see if every thing was still with him. His wedding band was in there his wallet was in there and socks and helmet was there too so I took it with me out to the waiting room. There was also a ticket that the police left in it too. My mom took a look at it to find out what all happened. It just said it was his fault but we didn’t think it was his fault, but later on we did fine out it was his fault but we took care of it for him while he was in the hospital. While we were waiting Trevan’s mom came with my daughter to see him but he was still not back in the Trauma room. After a while they finally moved him to a room so we all went there. They took him to the ICU and we had to keep our hands clean at all times coming and going. Trevan was put on many powerful pain medicines for the pain. He was put on dilaudid and he was on that for a while but then he was inching so bad that they took him off of that and put him on morphine he was a little better but still was itching like crazy.

Doug and Jan drove out here on Wednesday night they didn’t stop except for brakes and gas but they drove all the way through so could see Trevan. They arrived at the hospital at 3:30 am. Trevan didn’t remember that his dad and step mom came to see him the first night. I told him twice that they were here and he just didn’t remember it. Every one came to see Trevan everyday Doug and J, Karen and John Hager, Kehli, his mom Beverly. Doug and Jan were here for four days and they were here also for the surgery. We had a lot of people in the waiting room Beverly and our kids, me, and Doug and Jan. I was happy that I had that many people there with me because I was very upset.

October 1st 2011
Trevan had his surgery on both the pelvis and the humerus bone. The doctor started with his pelvis first he said it was the quick one and that Trevan didn’t loose much blood with that one. Then the doctor moved Trevan to another table to do the other part of the surgery. He lost a little bit of blood when they did his surgery on the arm they had to give him two pints of blood. The doctor did come out to tell us the update as he did them and how everything was going. He showed us before and after x-rays. The doctor did a great job of fixing Trevan up. Then after the surgery was done he was in recovery room for about an hour and a half. They moved Trevan to his room afterwards and he still was not doing hot. He kept saying that the room was moving and it made him sick. He tried to keep his eyes closed but it made him even feel worse. He also kept asking for ice chips which I feed to him as much as I could. He was better by the evening, he didn’t feel dizzy any more. Family kept coming to see him and tell him that they love him and pray that he will heal quickly. I stayed with him every night after the surgery to keep an eye on how he was doing. He didn’t remember a lot of things, which in some ways it is good but in some ways it is bad. I think a lot of it had to do with the pain medicine that the doctors was giving him. A nurse told me that it could happen with the medicine could make you forgetful depending on what kind of pain medicine.

October 4th 2011
While Trevan was at the hospital he did fall. He hit his head agents the closet that was in his room. The nurses found him on the floor. They did say that when he fell he landed on his right side and that they don’t think he hurt him self, but he did hit his head when he went down. I asked them if they were going to see if he did any damage, and they said that he didn’t and couldn’t do that much damage because the way he fell. I asked them if he hurt any thing else and the nurse they checked him over and asked him questions and didn’t see any evidence that he had any more damage to what he already had. I asked to if they did any test to see. They said they didn’t do any other tests on him because they didn’t want him to be exposed to any more radiation from the x-ray machine. He was getting out of bed by his self with out any help, which he was not supposed to do that. That is why when he fell they put a bed alarm on his bed so they would know at all times that he gets up, for his safety.

October 5th 2011
During that time while he was a Littleton hospital they were trying to find a rehab place for him so he can start getting back on his feet. They did find one and they had him transferred from Littleton to Porter hospital. Before he left I told him that I would see him later that evening and so will his mom and kids. He said ok and they he was gone. That evening Beverly and the rest of us call daddy from his mom’s phone to let him know that we are coming to see him but we were going to stop and get something to eat on the way up to the hospital. Then while we were eating at Wendy’s he calls me on my cell phone and asks if we were still coming I told him yes. I asked him did you even remember that we called you before and told you that we were coming he said no he didn’t remember. While he was on the phone with me still we asked him if he wanted us to bring something for him. He said yes. We brought him a hamburger and a frosty. When we got to the Porter hospital and got to his room we noticed it was very small and odd shaped. He had a window but in the wrong place or the room was just in the worst place. It looked like a bad shaped L and had no flow to it. I asked Trevan on how he was doing and he said tired and in pain. I said you just been through a lot and it will take a while to heal. Then we gave him is food and let him eat while we also talked to the nurses that were taking care of him there. We also ask that if there was a way for a cot to be put in there so I could stay with him some of the times. They said yes that they will get one in the room the next time I come up to see him. I said thanks. They also had a bed alarm on his bed and his wheel chair that he was using. I am happy that they had that on there but the moment that he got up to use the urinal that the alarm went off. And he didn’t feel comfortable with them always coming in and him not able to potty when he wanted too. When he is in the bed but keep it on when he is in the wheel chair because he could not remember to lock his brakes before he transferred form the wheel >chair to bed or just getting up to stand.

October 6th 2011
Trevan calls him mom to get my number to be able to call me. He talked to her for a while and he also asked if we were coming to see him, and also asked if we knew where he was. His mom said yes she knew and asked him if he remembered that we were the other night. He said no and also said that we weren’t there to see him. Which we were there but he just didn’t remember that we were all there his son and daughter me and his mom. He forgot the entire evening and event that we even were there to see him the night before. His mom said to him that we were all coming to see you again tonight so we will see you later. The same day I went to take our van to get the oil changed in it and found out that there was a clucking sound and they told me that it was not safe for me to keep driving it. They said about a week or two would be all I should drive it. I called my dad and asked if he knew any one that I could take my van to get an idea on how much it would cast to get it fixed. This was all the same day that I was going to see Trevan at the hospital. They didn’t want me to drive it anymore until it was fixed. So Beverly had to take me back and forth to and from the hospital for a while. After Beverly got off work we all got in to the car and drove up to the hospital. We asked the nurses if there was any way for Trevan to watch movies other than watching TV all the time. They said yes and told us there is a TV, VCR that is on a cart that can go into their room to watch movies and only VHS tapes only no DVD’S. So mom went into the lunchroom and looked at all the movies and wrote down all the ones that Trevan would be interested in watching. After she was done she brought the list to Trevan to see and to know that he had choices. Then we went home and told Trevan that we will see him later the next day. Then said our good-byes.

October 7th 2011
There was a lot of thing going on this day that I don’t want to go through again. I had to take my van to a place that my sister in law told me about. I made my appointment with them the day before and they wanted me to bring it back today and get it fixed. They even said that it was not safe at all. I left it with them to fix it in the morning. Then I came back home and had more things to do. I had to run around back and forth using my mother in laws car which was ok she was taking care of my daughter and my niece so I got thing done and I was able to relax a little bit. We all went to see Trevan that evening. We had to go and pick up my van after we picked up dinner. Then we left to see Trevan. When we got there into Trevan’s room he looked really tired and in a bit of pain. We got an extra hamburger so we gave it to him so he could eat it. Of course he at it all up. I changed the channel and found shreck the movie and we all watched that with Trevan. The nurse cam in to see how he was doing. He said that he needed more pain medicine, also needed to have his depends changed. The kids and grandma left outside the room while he was getting changed. After he got settled again the kids came back in and they were getting rowdy so I ask Beverly to take the kids home. They gave their daddy a kiss and left. That night I stayed with him and he kept on asking if the nurse had given him his pain medicine. I told him yes that they did give you your medicine. I asked him if even remembered it and he said no. He asked me 4 other times to while I was there. When it was time for him to have another dose of medicine I said to use the call button that is what it is there for instead of me always running in and out of his room to let the nurses know that he needed more medicine. I stayed with him all night it was very hard for me to hear. When Trevan would fall to sleep he would start dreaming and breathing heavy then wake up crying and then fell back to sleep. It would go on about 5 times at night. I think it was nightmares and when he wakes up he would not remember any of it.

October 8th 2011
The nurses were coming into see how Trevan was doing. He had his breakfast and pain medicine. After breakfast the therapist came in to take him to do some therapy stuff. He worked on the ramp with wheel chair going up and down with keeping control with his feet. The first round was 35 minutes. Then comes back and rests for a half-hour and goes again for 30 minutes. Then he came back and rested and had lunch. Then he went with another therapist and goes and has a shower, but after a while he came back. The nurses told me when they came back with Trevan that the cut on the inside of the right leg came open while they were helping him with his shower. He lost a little bit of blood but it hurt him quite a bit. So two nurses came back. One was pushing him and the other on putting pressure on the wound. When he was back in the room he looked like a ghost, and looked very tired. Then his nurse came in to put a different kind of bandage on his leg. By the end of the day he had color back in his face and was doing better. That day and evening he didn’t know that I was staying with him. I was with him at the hospital since Friday night, to Sunday evening. I will be going home on Sunday night.

October 9th 2011
The nurses and doctors decided not to have therapy because Trevan gave them a scare. So they just let him rest and let the wound heal some more before he did any more. I watched him sleep and he has the bad dreams again all day, and all night. I woke up every time he had the dreams. I counted how many times he would wake up and go to sleep again. It was hard to hear too. When he did wake up I would ask if he remembered any of it. He would say No. I did let the nurses know what was going on with Trevan and also asked him to keep an eye out and check on him. I also asked them to keep a record of it too. I left the evening so I could take care of my kids the next day. My mother in law had to work and had to keep Sarah with me. I said my good-byes. I asked the nurses to keep me in formed on how he did through the night.

October 10th 2011
Trevan told me that he had therapy and that he was in some pain. He was up in the wheel chair and bed. He was learning how to put socks and underwear, shorts and shirt on by him self with out help and doing it all by with one hand. He did OK is what he said. It is hard for him to remember which arm to do in first. The nurses said try to remember left first than over the head than right arm. Then put your glasses on so you can see. He said he would try to remember. Then I went home. He also saw the doctor and asked for Ibuprofen.

October 11th 2011
I got to the hospital to see Trevan about 7ish. He looked tire but also happy to see me. He said to me when I can in “I was wondering when you were going to be here” I said I had to take care of the kids first. In the morning he did therapy then he has lunch and after he had lunch he did some more activities he had u ride outside and played scrabble to get his mind working on thinking. That is what he did during the day when I was not there to see him during the day Trevan had therapy and looked somewhat tired when I got there, he was also in his wheel chair. He ate all the tacos that his mom got for him. After we got done eating he was in a lot of pain. He asked for more pain medicine and he could not get any more ibuprofen. So they gave him percocet for the pain. All we did while I was there with him we talked and watched TV together. Was late when I left to go home and care for my kids.

October 12th 2011
I went to see Trevan about 7ish again. He did a lot of thing in the morning it was all written down so I knew what he did. Which he was to do every day for his memory issues that he has. He had breakfast then he had PT. He did exercises with his legs. ST. tested him it scored 20 out of 25 on the cognitive tests. Then he did some transferring using one leg, 2-½ lbs. on the other leg (right leg all weight and partial weight on the left.) After lunch he did the walker, wheel chair, shower, teeth and hair. All of this info that I keep getting is what he writes down for his memory reminder. I took a look at him and asked him how he is doing, He said he is in a bit of pain. A lot of pain was mainly in the arm. He asked for some pain medicine and he started to fall to sleep. So I told him that I would head home and take care of the kids. He said to tell them that he loves them. I said ok.

October 13th 2011
Just reading his report that he wrote. He did getting in to his wheel chair to go to the toilet, Independence Square and weight. That was his activities during the day and he also had another stitch pop and his leg started bleeding again. That is what he told me. It is covered with gaze. I was happy that they did put that on there to protect it better. He has been sleeping better. They aren’t using the walker with the plate form because of his bad left arm. He is balancing so much better on his right leg which I am very proud of him. I noticed while I was there he didn’t remember that he had his pain medicine which they did give it to him. But they could not give him any more until 9:15 PM. And it was about 8:20 PM when he asked for more pain medicine.

October 14th 2011
Trevan woke up around 5:45 am having pain in his arm and needed to be changed. Found out that Dr. Bess has not released him from putting more weight on his left leg. It will be 30% weight for a while. At a little bit after 9 this morning went for a wheel chair walk. He sat in the wheel chair and used his right foot to move him forward and his right hand also help him to move forward in the direction that he needs to go. He went around the hallway twice. Then after he did that he came back to his room, so after that another person came in and took him down to the shower. Both of us were in the shower room with the nurse getting him ready and helping him stand only on one leg. He could not put much weight on the left leg. After every thing was off the therapist helped him sit on the shower/ tub chair. We both helped him get cleaned up, but we made sure he did most of the cleaning up. He did well at listening to me and stayed seated until we needed him to stand to pull up his pants. He only used his right leg to stand on and his right arm to pull up. I told him if he comes home he is going to have to listen and wait until I can come and help him. I didn’t want him to fall again and end up in the hospital again. After the shower we went back to his room to rest for a few minutes. Then he went to do more moving therapy. He did hopping on the right leg and using the parallel bars with the right arm to and from the wheel chair. Then he did some bumping up and down on the stairs. They would not do any more of them for a while because it tired him out so much. We did not know when he would be able to come home yet. We were going to have someone come by to take a look at the house and see if he can come home. Right now it is set for wed. But it is not set in stone. I am planning to stay the night again and leave about 8:15 am to watch my daughter. Then I will be back to stay with him again that evening.

October 15th 2011
This is what Trevan did for the day, leg/ hip exercises, control wheelchair up and down ramp. ST- did memory strategies, put a picture with info, and writing down notes. OT- watched him do his brushing his teeth, getting dressed, independence square (cashier, shop, and sandwich) memory. That is what he did and also found out he has a urine infection. He slept a little bit, was up having to go to the potty all night, had to remind him mot to put any weight on his left leg. He said that he was not but I doubt it. I was watching him. After he was done he was always putting weight on the left leg every time he pushed his butt back in the bed. I am very worried about that. I did tell the nurses to keep an eye on him that he was having issues with him having to pee all the time. Since he had the infection. They said that they would keep watch and see how he does through the night.

October 16th 2011
Trevan had a bad day at remembering this day. I just don’t remember what he forgot because I was also very tired this day also.

October 17th 2011
We brought Trevan home to do the home inspection so we could find out what we all needed to do and what to get for the house, so Trevan can come home. We didn’t want him to get injured any more than what he is now. When we got to the house the two nurses had to lift him and the wheel chair up the stairs since we didn’t have the ramp up quite yet. We did tell them it would be up once we know what day we could get help. While Trevan was still sitting in the wheel chair he had to use the restroom. He did try to get in the restroom which he did do just fine, but when he was ready to get back out and into the wheel chair he almost fell in to the wheel. So they deiced not to have him use the small bathroom.

I posted this "beg" shortly after New Years, and have posted under rent yesterday as well as I have found out I will lose our home if I don't pay asap. I am new to this and believe me, far from lazy, just very ill. I would happily repay anyone once I get my ssdi awarded or work off anything on my "good days" when I can move around. I was amazed when I got an email that a woman donated to me, and for that, I am forever grateful. I am just praying more people see this and find it in their hearts to help if they are able to. I just copied the original one and its as follows:

Some background:

I am a mother of three wonderful children. I was married to their father for ten years, unfortunately. as with too many these days, it did not work out. I do not regret our marriage, for it gave me three wonderful children who are all almost grown now. 21, 19, 16. When we were married, we both decided it best for me to stay home with the children and raise them within our family, although this is pretty rare these days. Once we divoced though, I could only find manual type (cashier, inventory, stock, etc) work as I was married straight out of high school and did not try to go back to work until they were all in school. I did not mind working sometimes three different jobs in order to have full time hours yet work around the kids school schedule, son's physical therapy and the usual "Mom" stuff. People kept saying go back to school, but I could not figure out how to work three jobs, be the full time mom and dad and add school. Unfortunately five years ago I started feeling ill, like the flu that never went away. I kept working through it, with my kids being older as much as I knew I needed to be there, I knew I needed to pay the rent/bills too, so I started working split shifts at the grocery store. I'd go in at 6 am until 2pm, come home, be here for after school and dinner, then rush back at six and work until 11 pm. All the while I was getting sicker. I was hospitalized three times during this period. Unfortunately no one seems to want to agree with whats wrong with me, I have heard several diagnosis over the years, but RA is the one and only proven ailment, although they feel I have an overlapping autoimmune disease. I have no insurance right now, and hoping to get the state insurance soon, but I have a feeling treatment is a long ways away.

I did not want to go the ssdi route until I had no other choice. Too bad that's not how the system works. I, for the last three years have been dealing with such pain and illness, a "real job" became out of the question, so I'd work here and there, whenever I could get work and be able to do it, as some days are a little better than others. Believe me, nothing is below me, I'm happy to scrub toilets, clean dog poo, I will do anything legal to make it, most days now though I feel so bad I can't do much .Well, I have finally reached that "I can't do stage", just yesterday my daughter had to get me out of bed as I could not move. Problem is, SSDI takes up to two years to get, which I didn't realize, so now due to my inane pride, I am absolutely stuck. I just know if I can get on top of the important bills, I will be able to continue as I have (fingers crossed) until the SSDI is accepted, which I did finally file for.

More important than anything else, I need to get some food in the house for my son. I truly don't care if I eat, as long as its enough to survive, which believe it or not is very little. However, I want my growing son to be able to eat when he's hungry and have good healthy choices along with the occasional treat. My 19 year old is very self sufficient and has moved into her own apartment and after taking college courses all through high school is on the right track. My 21 year old moved out when she graduated high school and she too finished college and is self sufficient. (she has now moved back in with her daughter) That's why I only mentioned my son. I have plenty of clothes I can donate as he grew so fast, many very nice, and also more than willing to repay any amount, just can't promise when.

Please, any help at all, anything, is greatly appreciated. Food is first and there is a very cheap store nearby where I can grocery shop. Bills are secondary right now, so believe me, every bit helps. Thanks for reading my story and giving your time and any help you may be able to handle.

Do You Need Money? I do too, so let's help one
another. Lend me what you can and I will give
you a very high payback, WHY?
The money from these loans go to pay transfer
fees, Foreign Taxes, Clearances on Money donated to help needy children, from Donars
from other Countries.

SPECIAL ALERT Any loans made in Jan. & Feb. will receive TRIPLE PAYBACK


Needed $250 payback will be $500 in 30 days
Needed $1000 payback will be $2500 in 30 days
Needed $2000 payback will be $5800 in 30 days
Need $15000 payback will be $50,000 30 days

Please pay by Money Order or Cashier's Check,
contact icarefoundationinternational@gmail.com
to find out where to send your loan amount

The money from these loans go to pay transfer
fees, Foreign Taxes, Clearances on Money donated to help needy children, from Donars
from other Countries.

SPECIAL ALERT Any loans made in Jan. & Feb. will receive TRIPLE PAYBACK


Needed $250 payback will be $500 in 30 days
Needed $1000 payback will be $2500 in 30 days(Payback DOUBLE-$5000 next 10 Days ONLY)
Needed $2000 payback will be $5800 in 30 days
Need $15000 payback will be $50,000 30 days

Please pay by Money Order or Cashier's Check,
contact icarefoundationinternational@gmail.com
to find out where to send your loan amount

The money from these loans go to pay transfer
fees, Foreign Taxes, Clearances on Money donated to help needy children, from Donars
from other Countries.

SPECIAL ALERT Any loans made in Jan. & Feb. will receive TRIPLE PAYBACK


Needed $250 payback will be $500 in 30 days
Needed $1000 payback will be $2500 in 30 days(Payback DOUBLE-$5000 next 10 Days ONLY)
Needed $2000 payback will be $5800 in 30 days
Need $15000 payback will be $50,000 30 days

Please pay by Money Order or Cashier's Check,
contact icarefoundationinternational@gmail.com
to find out where to send your loan amount

The money from these loans go to pay transfer
fees, Foreign Taxes, Clearances on Money donated to help needy children, from Donars
from other Countries.

SPECIAL ALERT Any loans made in Jan. & Feb. will receive TRIPLE PAYBACK


Needed $250 payback will be $500 in 30 days
Needed $1000 payback will be $2500 in 30 days(Payback DOUBLE-$5000 next 10 Days ONLY)
Needed $2000 payback will be $5800 in 30 days
Need $15000 payback will be $50,000 30 days

Please pay by Money Order or Cashier's Check,
contact icarefoundationinternational@gmail.com
to find out where to send your loan amount

The money from these loans go to pay transfer
fees, Foreign Taxes, Clearances on Money donated to help needy children, from Donars
from other Countries.
SPECIAL ALERT Any loans made in Jan. & Feb. will receive TRIPLE PAYBACK

Needed $250 payback will be $500 in 30 days
Needed $1000 payback will be $2500 in 30 days(Payback DOUBLE-$5000 next 10 Days ONLY)
Needed $2000 payback will be $5800 in 30 days
Need $15000 payback will be $50,000 30 days

Please pay by Money Order or Cashier's Check,
contact icarefoundationinternational@gmail.com
to find out where to send your loan amount

The money from these loans go to pay transfer
fees, Foreign Taxes, Clearances on Money donated to help needy children, from Donars
from other Countries.

SPECIAL ALERT Any loans made in Jan.&Feb. will receive TRIPLE PAYBACK

Needed $250 payback will be $500 in 30 days
Needed $1000 payback will be $2500 in 30 days(Payback DOUBLE-$5000 next 10 Days ONLY)
Needed $2000 payback will be $5800 in 30 days
Need $15000 payback will be $50,000 30 days

Please pay by Money Order or Cashier's Check,
contact icarefoundationinternational@gmail.com
to find out where to send your loan amount

Hi, my name is Neil and i have been out of work for over a year, I am a hard worker and willing to learn anything, i have a daughter and am living with my parents , I want to work so please someone give me a chance,I have worked in customer service, cashier, carpet cleaning and many other jobs. I have no money coming in right now, so if anyone has a job for me email me at neil209@live.com Thank You, I live in mariposa, California Thanks so much

Some background:

I am a mother of three wonderful children. I was married to their father for ten years, unfortunately. as with too many these days, it did not work out. I do not regret our marriage, for it gave me three wonderful children who are all almost grown now. 21, 19, 16. When we were married, we both decided it best for me to stay home with the children and raise them within our family, although this is pretty rare these days. Once we divoced though, I could only find manual type (cashier, inventory, stock, etc) work as I was married straight out of high school and did not try to go back to work until they were all in school. I did not mind working sometimes three different jobs in order to have full time hours yet work around the kids school schedule, son's physical therapy and the usual "Mom" stuff. People kept saying go back to school, but I could not digure out how to work three jobs, be the full time mom and dad and add school. Unfortunately five years ago I started feeling ill, like the flu that never went away. I kept working through it, with my kids being older as much as I knew I needed to be there, I knew I needed to pay the rent/bills too, so I started working split shifts at the grocery store. I'd go in at 6 am until 2pm, come home, be here for after school and dinner, then rush back at six and work until 11 pm. All the while I was getting sicker. I was hospitalized three times during this period. Undortunately no one seems to want to agree with whats wrong with me, I have heard several diagnosis over the years, but RA is the one and only proven ailment, although they feel I have an overlapping autoimmune disease. I have no insurance right now, and hoping to get the state insurance soon, but I have a feeling treatment is a long ways away.

I did not want to go the ssdi route until I had no other choice. Too bad that's not how the system works. I, for the last three years have been dealing with such pain and illness, a "real job" became out of the question, so I'd work here and there, whenever I could get work and be able to do it, as some days are a little better than others. Believe me, nothing is below me, I'm happy to scrub toilets, clean dog poo, I will do anything legal to make it, most days now though I feel so bad I can't do much .Well, I have finally reached that "I can't do stage", just yesterday my daughter had to get me out of bed as I could not move. Problem is, SSDI takes up to two years to get, which I didn't realize, so now due to my inane pride, I am absolutely stuck. I just know if I can get on top of the important bills, I will be able to continue as I have (fingers crossed) until the SSDI is accepted, which I did finally file for.

More important than anything else, I need to get some food in the house for my son. I truly don't care if I eat, as long as its enough to survive, which believe it or not is very little. However, I want my growing son to be able to eat when he's hungry and have good healthy choices along with the occasional treat. My 19 year old is very self sufficient and has moved into her own apartment and after taking college courses all through high school is on the right track. My 21 year old moved out when she graduated high school and she too finished college and is self sufficient. That's why I only mentioned my son. I have plenty of clothes I can donate as he grew so fast, many very nice, and also more than willing to repay any amount, just can't promise when.

Please, any help at all, anything, is greatly appreciated. Food is dirst and there is a very cheap store nearby where I can grocery shop. Bills are secondary right now, so believe me, every bit helps. Thanks for reading my story and giving your time and any help you may be able to handle.

My name is Michelle. I have worked as an administrative assistant, a photographer and a web developer. I have also worked as a cashier and a food preparer in a fast food chain. It's not that I don't want to work, or won't. I have worked since I was 15.

Now, I am 34 and at the lowest point of my life. As I write, I am at the library, as I have no Internet connection at home - wherever that is most days. Each and every day is a struggle in this economy and have been seeking employment since I was laid off from my job November 2010 and was subsequently denied unemployment (technical glitch, I suppose).

Since then, I have applied for a myriad of jobs from McDonald's to administrative positions. Yes, I have landed a few interviews, but no call backs due to saturation levels of job seekers applying for the very same jobs I could so easily procure in years past. It use to be that I could find a job at the drop of a hat. Now, I am oddly lucky if I land an interview.

So why am I here? Because, to be frank, I am desperate. My home is in foreclosure. My gas has been turned off (I owe them $500). Without gas to cook or heat our water, we have little use for the house. We have sold what we had of any value to bring in a bit of money. The people (friends and family) who were able to help me before either can no longer help or are unwilling to do so. They have given up hope, and I am almost there, myself. This month, I have no idea how I will pay my car payment. I only owe $4,000 on it. I pay $234 a month. I bought it at $22,000. I have no income, and so, no bills get paid unless a friend is able to help me that month. We need transportation.

I have an eleven year old daughter. She has been a real trooper through all of this. I love her dearly and she knows I would do anything for her. I do what I can to take care of her. She always gets what she needs before I get anything. I am trying hard not to lose her. I have already lost one daughter due to this situation.

When I lost my job in November, I was 3 months pregnant. In April, when she was born, I thought I would have a job by then, but was forced to give her up for adoption since I was unable to care for her and no one around me was able to take her. It was the hardest thing I have ever had to do, but I had to make sure she was cared for and given a chance at a happy life rather than one of struggle. I do not want to lose my older daughter, too, but without my home, I certainly will. I simply have no place to go. I would have loved being mommy to two girls. I miss her so much. I will always have an empty space in my heart only she can fill. I only find comfort in the fact that I know she is safe and well cared for, and loved.

What about child support? That is a whole different story, but my daughter's father is attempting to terminate support on the basis that he has bills to pay, "other" children to support and a fiancee. The $50 per week he has been forced to pay is simply gone before it hits the card. Gas is expensive. So are clothes. So are hygiene products. My daughter needs things. I don't mean gadgets. I mean shelter, transportation, clothing.

Do I have a plan? Yes. I am actively seeking employment. I am $9,000 behind on the mortgage. Without my home, we are on the streets. If I cannot pay my car, I cannot sleep in my car. I am attempting to avoid living in either my car or on the street. I cannot get public housing or section 8 as the waiting list is over a year long wait. When I call the homeless shelter, the beds are always full with a waiting list. I cannot go to the YMCA since I am not a druggie or alcoholic and I am not in a domestic violence relationship. So, in the meantime, I have let go of my pride, humbled myself and decided to seek the help of others through donations. School will be starting soon. I need to buy my daughter clothes for school. I need to be able to provide her shelter.

My list of bills is short. The ones that matter, anyway. I have a $234 car payment, $55 for my cell phone (I have to be reached somehow), $75 for car insurance, and spend about $80 a week for fuel. I was notified yesterday that my home is in active foreclosure and am awaiting my court date. I need $100 for a truck to move my belongings and $75 to procure a storage room the first month and $65 a month, thereafter.

Please, if you are able to donate, I am desperate. I will be posting each week the amounts of money that may be donated, even if that number is zero. I will also post what the money has been used for and when I get a job, and no longer need assistance, I will cease to seek them. I will pay it forward when I am able as I know I am not the only one is this situation.

My name is Carmen and I will start off by adding as many details to this picture.
In 2005 my family won the visa lottery. The U.S Government approves a limited number of visas every year to foreign nationals. My son has a medical condition for about 9 years now, alopecia areata. The capillary hair left his head in chunks, now being completely bold. I refer to him as he due to a full array of bulling issues encountered in the past and perhaps still possible in the future. He is not growing hair on the head anymore. As a child he dealt with it, however the culture shock and the new school environment were adding extra pressure on his already tormented psychic.

He is fine now due to prednisone infiltration by Dr. S., a great practitioner with one of the best Dermatology Clinics in Nevada. It was not easy and I had to start working 2 jobs during the day and the night shift on weekends as a cashier in Century 21 Theaters.

From 2006 to 2007, I applied with over 200 companies, made phone calls day and night trying to get employment. As 2007 started things got better and I was happy with even extremely low paid jobs I held. My son was getting the right treatment and that was everything I cared at the time. I never applied or accepted any help from any governmental sources, used only the temporary work I got.

The financial situation I was in had a deep impact on our morals and still, we kept high hopes about everything that surrounds us. It was a time not too long ago that made me realize that I do need help and can’t push this anymore. My mother passed away overseas and I could not even travel to see her or say my last good bye. My father is alone, old and I really would like to see him if I could. We still carry around 20K in debt, a dragging debt that became unbearable. We both have limited jobs that keep us alive but never allow the dream we chased here. We make all ends meet paycheck to paycheck with less than a hundred left as extra per month.

I am open an honest, I feel exhausted by this ride and hope that if this debt would be paid back everything will be much better for us. I had over 80K to pay back and did with great sacrifices and tears. I refused bankruptcy or debt settlement as I knew that karma will return. I am grateful for the good that happen in my life and I just want to be able to pay back the remainder and move on. Thank you for reading, understanding and all the help send our way. I will make sure to pay it forward in due time. Thank you.

My name is Carmen and I will start off by adding as many details to this picture.
In 2005 my family won the visa lottery. The U.S Government approves a limited number of visas every year to foreign nationals. My son has a medical condition for about 9 years now, alopecia areata. The capillary hair left his head in chunks, now being completely bold. I refer to him as he due to a full array of bulling issues encountered in the past and perhaps still possible in the future. He is not growing hair on the head anymore. As a child he dealt with it, however the culture shock and the new school environment were adding extra pressure on his already tormented psychic.

He is fine now due to prednisone infiltration by Dr. S., a great practitioner with one of the best Dermatology Clinics in Nevada. It was not easy and I had to start working 2 jobs during the day and the night shift on weekends as a cashier in Century 21 Theaters.

From 2006 to 2007, I applied with over 200 companies, made phone calls day and night trying to get employment. As 2007 started things got better and I was happy with even extremely low paid jobs I held. My son was getting the right treatment and that was everything I cared at the time. I never applied or accepted any help from any governmental sources, used only the temporary work I got.

The financial situation I was in had a deep impact on our morals and still, we kept high hopes about everything that surrounds us. It was a time not too long ago that made me realize that I do need help and can’t push this anymore. My mother passed away overseas and I could not even travel to see her or say my last good bye. My father is alone, old and I really would like to see him if I could. We still carry around 20K in debt, a dragging debt that became unbearable. We both have limited jobs that keep us alive but never allow the dream we chased here. We make all ends meet paycheck to paycheck with less than a hundred left as extra per month.

I am open an honest, I feel exhausted by this ride and hope that if this debt would be paid back everything will be much better for us. I had over 80K to pay back and did with great sacrifices and tears. I refused bankruptcy or debt settlement as I knew that karma will return. I am grateful for the good that happen in my life and I just want to be able to pay back the remainder and move on. Thank you for reading, understanding and all the help send our way. I will make sure to pay it forward in due time. Thank you.

My name is Carmen and I will start off by adding as many details to this picture.
In 2005 my family won the visa lottery. The U.S Government approves a limited number of visas every year to foreign nationals. My son has a medical condition for about 9 years now, alopecia areata. The capillary hair left his head in chunks, now being completely bold. I refer to him as he due to a full array of bulling issues encountered in the past and perhaps still possible in the future. He is not growing hair on the head anymore. As a child he dealt with it, however the culture shock and the new school environment were adding extra pressure on his already tormented psychic.

He is fine now due to prednisone infiltration by Dr. S., a great practitioner with one of the best Dermatology Clinics in Nevada. It was not easy and I had to start working 2 jobs during the day and the night shift on weekends as a cashier in Century 21 Theaters.

From 2006 to 2007, I applied with over 200 companies, made phone calls day and night trying to get employment. As 2007 started things got better and I was happy with even extremely low paid jobs I held. My son was getting the right treatment and that was everything I cared at the time. I never applied or accepted any help from any governmental sources, used only the temporary work I got.

The financial situation I was in had a deep impact on our morals and still, we kept high hopes about everything that surrounds us. It was a time not too long ago that made me realize that I do need help and can’t push this anymore. My mother passed away overseas and I could not even travel to see her or say my last good bye. My father is alone, old and I really would like to see him if I could. We still carry around 20K in debt, a dragging debt that became unbearable. We both have limited jobs that keep us alive but never allow the dream we chased here. We make all ends meet paycheck to paycheck with less than a hundred left as extra per month.

I am open an honest, I feel exhausted by this ride and hope that if this debt would be paid back everything will be much better for us. I had over 80K to pay back and did with great sacrifices and tears. I refused bankruptcy or debt settlement as I knew that karma will return. I am grateful for the good that happen in my life and I just want to be able to pay back the remainder and move on. Thank you for reading, understanding and all the help send our way. I will make sure to pay it forward in due time. Thank you.

My name is Carmen and I will start off by adding as many details to this picture.
In 2005 my family won the visa lottery. The U.S Government approves a limited number of visas every year to foreign nationals. My son has a medical condition for about 9 years now, alopecia areata. The capillary hair left his head in chunks, now being completely bold. I refer to him as he due to a full array of bulling issues encountered in the past and perhaps still possible in the future. He is not growing hair on the head anymore. As a child he dealt with it, however the culture shock and the new school environment were adding extra pressure on his already tormented psychic.
He is fine now due to prednisone infiltration by Dr. S., a great practitioner with one of the best Dermatology Clinics in Nevada. It was not easy and I had to start working 2 jobs during the day and the night shift on weekends as a cashier in Century 21 Theaters.

From 2006 to 2007, I applied with over 200 companies, made phone calls day and night trying to get employment. As 2007 started things got better and I was happy with even extremely low paid jobs I held. My son was getting the right treatment and that was everything I cared at the time. I never applied or accepted any help from any governmental sources, used only the temporary work I got.
The financial situation I was in had a deep impact on our morals and still, we kept high hopes about everything that surrounds us. It was a time not too long ago that made me realize that I do need help and can’t push this anymore. My mother passed away overseas and I could not even travel to see her or say my last good bye. My father is alone, old and I really would like to see him if I could. We still carry around 20K in debt, a dragging debt that became unbearable. We both have limited jobs that keep us alive but never allow the dream we chased here. We make all ends meet paycheck to paycheck with less than a hundred left as extra per month.

I am open an honest, I feel exhausted by this ride and hope that if this debt would be paid back everything will be much better for us. I had over 80K to pay back and did with great sacrifices and tears. I refused bankruptcy or debt settlement as I knew that karma will return. I am grateful for the good that happen in my life and I just want to be able to pay back the remainder and move on. Thank you for reading, understanding and all the help send our way. I will make sure to pay it forward in due time. Thank you.

I am a 19 year old girl living in New York. I am not overweight but a little chubby. I am extremly self conscious. I could deal with my chubbiness if only it was distributed more evenly throughout my body. Instead my fat seems to be all in my butt and thighs. I have tried everything. I have been dieting and exercising since I was 11 years old.Even when I loose weight through dieting and exercising the weight in my butt and thighs is stubborn and will not go away. When I was 16 I even got so desperate that I starved myself by using a friends amphetamines to curb my appetite. Even then the fat remained. I have not worn a bathing suit since I was 12 because I hate how I look even one pieces. I hide my fat by wearing baggy clothes. Because of my unusually large butt I have trouble finding jeans that fit right. Small sizes won't fit over my butt and zipper closed and larger sizes fit over my butt but are much too large at the waist. My jeans always look stupid on me so I wear large long shirts to cover it up.I currently work two jobs. One as a cashier at a dollar store and the other cleaning at a large shoe store. I am saving all of my current earnings to buy a car. As of now I walk to and from work. So please help me if you can. Every penny helps. I'm not looking to use liposuction and plastic surgery to turn into some "perfect" barbie doll. I would just like to be able to wear normal clothes again.

God bless anyone willing to even read this, much less help me out by donating. I'm a desperate single mom who felt I had no other option but to turn to something like this, which I didn't even realize existed on the internet. I'm only praying that there will ba few kind souls out there, willing to help. I can send pictures of my 2 year old son, if you would like, request that to me and I will e-mail them to you, or pictures of us together. His father is not in his life because he is addicted to drugs, and I can't even sue him for child support because he doesn't work, so there's no way they can garnish his wages. Even if I took him to court to see if the judge could rule that he pay some child support, I know he wouldn't show up, not caring about a warrant for his arrest, because that's just the type of person he is. I'm a cashier at Lowe's and can only work part time because I can't afford to put my son in daycare and my parents babysit him when they're off work which is only nights and weekends. Even if I was working full time there, I'm sure I'd be struggling considering what I make per hour, but it's a lot worse only working part time. I'm thankful to have a job at all, but the pay I receive just doesn't cut it for all the bills I have, and the money it takes to raise a chld, with no help from his biological "dad" whatsoever. I'm not looking for sympathy, only help. Sorry to make this so long, I tend to talk too mch in times of emotional distress, but this is all very sincere. I'm even willing to give my cell phone # upon request, Any donations are greatly appreciated. God bless you!

My business slowed down to a crawl.My wife bit the bullet and got a job ac a cashier in a big chain store.I am home with my business and an 87 year old mother.She has health issues.
We have gone through everthing we have.Thank God we have no mortgage.Everything in bills are behind really bad.The phone rings from 8:15 am untill 9:00 pm 6 days a week.We keep the lights on.telephone on and whatever food we get.My mothers savings is gone and uses her ssi to help.Please help with what ever you can.Im used to the poverty from formerly being upper middle class.My wife and I got our 401k wiped out.We are in need for bills paid.Oil for the winter.Firewood as well.We are not looking for a fortune just help.I will pay this forward.Please contact me at fbsb99@yahoo.com


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I don't have a sob story to tell, I've just hit a really rough patch... not that uncommon lately. I'm 26 and I work as a cashier, but due to slow business, they've cut my hours way down. I owe $400/month in rent, which isn't much, but with the hourly cutbacks, I'm lucky if I take home that much. Subtract food and transportation costs, and it leaves me, well, screwed. I'm going to apply for food stamps in the next few days, which should help, but my rent is due next week and I don't even have half. My license expired this month, and I had to pay $60 to renew it, plus I missed 2 days of work due to a death in the family. I just need a few hundred to get caught up. Once I can get ahead a bit, I think things will work out. Please, I know there are lots of sob stories on here, but the average joes and janes need help too. So please, help a girl out?

I don't have a sob story to tell, I've just hit a really rough patch... not that uncommon lately. I'm 26 and I work as a cashier, but due to slow business, they've cut my hours way down. I owe $400/month in rent, which isn't much, but with the hourly cutbacks, I'm lucky if I take home that much. Subtract food and transportation costs, and it leaves me, well, screwed. I'm going to apply for food stamps in the next few days, which should help, but my rent is due next week and I don't even have half. My license expired this month, and I had to pay $60 to renew it, plus I missed 2 days of work due to a death in the family. I just need a few hundred to get caught up. Once I can get ahead a bit, I think things will work out. Please, I know there are lots of sob stories on here, but the average joes and janes need help too. So please, help a girl out?