David Tags

My daughter and I are in need of finding a place of our own. These past couple months have been extremely hard because of the death of my mother. We were all living together and my mom was splitting the rent with me and I was working to take care of her. She was sick with Cancer and she had the operation and we all thought she was going to be okay. She did not recover like we expected and she ended up going in a Rehabilitation Center and we visited her often until she came home. I am the youngest of her children. I have 3 brothers and 1 sister and we are called the Berry 5. We were allways known as the Berry Family from the time we were little. My mom started to do better and we were so happy to have her home. It came time for her to Start Chemotherapy and Radiation. She was scared but I and my sister talked her into it because we knew the doctors had told us that she needed it because the cancer had spread to her lymp nodes and when they did the surgery they were not able to get everything. My mom had done one week of Radiation and she went in for one session of Chemo. The same day she had Chemo she seemed fine and then 2 days later she was having fevers, throwing up and so extremely weak. I thought it was because of the Chemo because that is what was explained to us. My concern was she couldn't keep anything down. I needed to give her medication for her Diabetes and High Blood Pressure but everytime I gave her anything, it all came up and so I was so scared because her blood sugar was high and I didn't want it to get any higher. She began to complain of stomach pain and I thought it was another side effect of the Chemo. For a couple days of her vomiting and having diarrhea, I was able to get some fluids down her and it seemed to stay. Little by little we both thought she was doing better. Her strength was not there though, it was difficult for her to even get up to go to the bathroom. The following day she continued to vomit and I was scared so I told her she needed to go to the hospital, because I felt that they could help her more. They could give her medications through an IV and they could find out why she was so weak and everything. She was scared and did not want to go but I convinced her. The ambulance came and took her to the hospital. I tried to follow her but I had to pick up my 11 year old daughter from school. I did go and they would not let me go back right away. I told them my mom had been brought in and they told me she wasn't checked in yet. About 20 minutes passed and I went back up to the window and they told me they would see if the doctor would let me back there and they were saying my daughter couldn't come back there because she wasn't 14, I told them she is only 11 years old and I'm not leaving her in the waiting room with strangers and that she was coming back there with me. They finally let us in and we went back to see my mom. I couldn't believe they had her hooked up to so many machines and she was on morphine and so out of it. I walked up to her and I said Ma, I'm here and she turned and looked at me. She was happy to see me, but then she told me that they told her, they found blood in her stools. I told her it was probably just do to her Hemorrhoids. but she said they told her it was positive for something. I asked her for what and she didn't know. I began looking for the doctor so I could ask questions but he wasn't around and everyone I talked to told me the doctor would be in soon to go over my mom's condition. I stayed with my mom, just holding her hand, telling her I loved her and that she was going to be okay. They came in to take her to have an ultrasound and my daughter and I waited. The doctor finally came in and told me that my mom had an abcess in her stomach that had burst. I said what are you talking about? He said that she had a condition called peridonitis and that the abcess burst and was releasing all this poison inside her stomach and her blood pressure was dropping dramatically. He then told me it was too dangerous for them to operate at that time because her INR level to to high. My mom had been taking Cumadin for a blood clot that she previously had and the cumadin made her INR level extremely high and her blood was not clotting so they said if they did surgery, she would bleed out. They said they needed to correct it by giving her lots of blood products and they gave her all kinds of strong antibiotics and blood and plasma. They were pumping so much stuff into her, I didn't know what to do. Her blood pressure was like 85/60 and then like 76/40 and it was getting lower and lower. They had her hooked up to so many IVs and then they told me that she was the sickest person they had in the ER. So many doctors and interns and students and nurses overcrowded my mom's room. I called my sister and told her what was going on and she came down to be with me and my daughter. They told us they would do all they could for my mom but that it didn't look good. I began to pray, my mom had always taught me to pray and give things over to god. As the night went on, they decided to put an IV in my moms neck, they said it was more direct and if and when she went to surgery it would be better to have that in place. They made us leave the room and they had like 10 people in there with there machines and cameras and equipment to help guide them where to put the IV at. I had never gone through this before and I was so scared but I was keeping my faith. One doctor wanted to talk to me and my sister alone and I didn't want to hear him telling me anything negative. He asked us a lot of questions concerning my mom's health and history. He then told us that she was in acute renal failure and that her colon was damaged where the abcess bursts and fecal was being released into her abdomen. This is the last thing I wanted to hear. I asked him if they could fix it, he said they would do all they could but that their main focus was trying to bring her INR levels down because they were dangerously high. She was also anemic and that is why she was so weak, her blood level was extremely low. They were continuously giving her blood products, antibiotics and plasma. My sister decided to take my daughter home with her. I told her I would call her when I knew when they were going to do surgery. The surgeon had spoken to us and said that it was a good chance, and that operating was her only chance and once her blood level was corrected that they would go in and repair the damage. I felt some what relieved but as the night went on she was in a fight for her life. The main doctor working on my mom's case came and told me that her breathing was not getting any better and that he needed to put her to sleep so he could intubate her and put a breathing tube down her throat. He said it would be good to have anyways so that she would be ready when they went to surgery. There was nothing I could do except walk out of the room and wait. I continued to pray and wait and pray and wait. Hours went by and I would walk and peek inside the room and see my mom's blood pressure increasing some, this gave me hope but then the doctor would come and tell me it wasn't looking like she was improving and that we needed to prepare that she might not make it through the night. i couldn't believe what he was telling me. I called my sister and my brother and told them , they were praying as well. I didn't know who to listen to, one doctor is telling me it's hopeless and the surgeon is telling me it's a good chance she would be okay once taken to surgery. I sat in the hall because they wouldn't let me back in and they stayed with her at all times, monitoring her and giving her medicine and all the blood and stuff back to back. Then they came out in the hall and told me they were ready to take her to surgery. They said she might not hear you but you can still talk to her. I walked up to her lying there, so still and I told her how much I loved her and i told her to fight and that we would do it togther and that I would be here when she woke up and that I was not leaving her. The surgeon put me in the OR waiting room. I was all alone in there by myself. I waited and waited and only 20 mins went by and a security guard told me there was a cafe there and if I wanted to go grab a cup of coffee that I could. I went downstairs and got the coffee, as soon as I reached the OR floor I saw the surgeon standing there, he walked over to me and he said, I'm sorry but your mom's heart stopped during surgery and we revived her but then it stopped again and he said I don't we can get it back. My whole world just crumbled, I began screaming and crying and I fell to the floor. I was just askig God why. Why is this happening? This security lady came over to comfort me and began telling me how sorry she was and asked me if I had any family I could call. I called my sister and told her and she said she was on her way down. She lived in another city about 45 mins away. I was still on the ground just broken and this lady began to tell me that God would help me and give me the strength to go on. She asked me if I had any children, I told her I had a daughter, and she told me I needed to be strong for her. I wasn't trying to hear all that. My whole world was ripped right from under me. A couple of doctors and this lady helped me off the floor and the surgeon that came out , came out again and told me they would take me back to see her. They brought out a wheelchair and wheeled me back there and when they opened the door, my god I just saw them on top of her doing chest compressions and I was just screaming and then the surgeon is telling me I need to make a decision because everytime they do that, they are hurting her and he said, you don't want her to suffer anymore. I was just waiting on my sister4. I didn't want to make that call but I didn't want them pounding her chest in so I told them to stop. It killed in me inside. They wheeled me over to her and I just cried. My mom was only 60 years old and she had her whole life ahead of her and I don't understand why any of this happened. She was such a beautiful person and she had been a christian for 33 years. SHe loved the lord and she raised me and my siblings up in the church. I couldn't believe that she was gone because I had prayed and prayed and I just knew that God would spare her life. I lost my real father at the age of 16 and even then I didn't know him. I always had my mom and she remarried when I was 11 years old. She had been married for 19 years and my step father passed away in July of 2008. He was a sickly person and she took care of him and nursed him for all those years. He had diabetes, high blood pressure, prostate cancer, he was on dialysis for kidney failure, he had a four by pass surgery and he was in and out of the hospitals for years. She suffered so much seeing him suffer and taking care of him, he took what little strength she had. But because he was her husband she did all she could to help him and she loved him so much. So now all remains is just me and my siblings. It's hard because my mom was my best friend. I can't remember a time when she wasn't around. We did everything together and we lived together for years and I took care of her. I wanted so bad for her to be okay and to make it through surgery, I had been taught for years about the love of Jesus and I couldn't understand what he chose to take her away from her children and grandchildren. We had a two bedroom apartment and she had her room and my daughter and I shared a room. After she died, I went home that morning with my sister and I stayed over there for the remainder of the day. The whole day was just hurting, crying and calling the rest of the family. I felt so bad because my youngest brother, say youngest because he is the youngest of my 3 brothers, even though they are all older than me. He came to the hospital to see my mom but he thought she was still alive and the doctors didn't tell him, they let him in the room and she was already covered up and he walked in and was like, it's over ?? he couldn't believe it , he just broke down. One of the nurses that was in the OR called my sister and he was crying, apologizing to us because he thought my brother already knew. He told us how sorry he was. Now my family is broken, my mom was the rock that held us all together. We didn't have money growing up, we didn't have a lot of the finer things in life but we had love. She loved us like no one could. She did it all for her children and most importantly she taught us about God. She lived her life for Jesus, she would pray on a regular basis, read her bible daily, go to church often as she could and when things looked hopeless she took them to god in prayer. She prayed not only for her children, grandchildren and siblings but for people all over the world, she would pray for all the countries and for the sick and homeless and anyone she could pray for. She gave over the years endlessly to Trinity Broadcasting Network, Feed the children, CBN, David Terrell Ministries, Boys Town, Children International, Food For All and to so many others. Month after month, year after year she was giving. She taught us how to give and there were times when we would just make food and take it to the park to give to the homeless, bottled water, sandwiches, noodles, chicken or whatever we could. She would never turn down a person needing help or asking for spare change, she would give freely. She would tell me all the time, it's better to give than to receive and that god would bless me. So I began giving as well, I would call and donate and try to help whenever I could. My mom was also a big giver to the goodwill. Over the years we gave so much, and everytime they would ask if we wanted a donation paper for a tax write off she would say no. she didn't want that, she was giving freely and she didn't want anything in return. That's who she was, she was the person who would mentor you and talk to you about Jesus and how over the years he brought her and our family through so many trials and tribulations. SHe praised god for everything, for the good times and the bad. She used to always tell me to be thankful and to praise god. Now there were times when i was suffering so much and I didn't want to praise god, I wanted god to help me and at the time it seemed like he wasn't. My mom was always there to tell me baby, hold on.. give your burdens over to the lord and he will help you and supply all your needs. I realized that he did just that. I remember when she had surgery for the cancer and she was wondering why god allowed her to come down with that. It was hard for her because her faith was shaken then. She couldn't believe after she was faithful to him for so many years that he would allow her to suffer so horribly and there my sister and I were telling her that she would be okay, that God loved her still and he had not forsaken her and that he would bring her through this. She was so discouraged at the time but we would not let up. She couldn't believe this was her children mentoring and encouragiing her as she had done for us over the years. She told me, she was happy and she felt relieved that her living and everything she had taught us was not in vain. She was thankful to God that we were listening to her and by example we followed her footsteps. She began to get better and we thought she would be okay. My mom was a pure Christian, she didn't drink, didn't smoke, didn't do drugs, didn't curse. She would make you turn the tv channel if you were watching something that cursed. She loved her cowboys though. Her favorites were Bonanza, The rifle man, High Chapparal, Wagon Train, The Virginian and so many others. She also loved the old shows, the clean shows, the original dennis the menace, columbo, family affair, petticoat junction, I married joan, hawai five o, the streets of san francisco, i spy, murder she wrote, in the heat of the night, matlock, the big vally, dr quinn, little house on the prairie, family ties, good times, 227, what's happening, the jeffersons, the brady bunch and so many others. Her favorite game shows were The price is right, deal or no deal, let's make a deal, the newlywed game, match game and who wants to be a millionaire. I loved spending time with my mom, she was someone I could always talk to and she would never judge me, she would tell me how much she loved me and how proud she was of me. She taught me how to carry myself as a lady and she taught me how to stand up for myself and I owe her so much. I felt like I let her down that night she was in the hospital and I told her she would be okay and that I would be waiting for her when she woke up but she never woke up. I felt that made me a liar. I had been taking care of my mom for months and I was preparing her meals, giving her medications on schedule and was taking her to her appointments and running errands for her. My mom had been weak for so long because before she found out she had cancer she was bleeding perfusely having vaginal bleeding and they made her very anemic. Before surgery she had 4 transfusions and then after surgery she had 2 more. She never got all her strength back and after she had the first surgery, she was too weak that they sent her to Ballard Rehabilitation and they were working on getting her strength back and getting her up and walking. She did so much better when she was in there and when she came home, they sent out a home health nurse, a physcialy therapist and an occupational therapist. They began doing exercises with her and the physical therapist thought it would benefit my mom to have some help with getting around. So she ordered her an walker , the kind that had a seat on it, she ordered her a wheel chair, a raised toilet seat with the rails and a shower chair and shower bench. So when my mom started walking more better she was using her walker all the time, it was helping her because she had the support to keep her from falling and when she got tired , she could just sit down. I did all I could to take care of her, on a daily basis. She was not strong enough to shower herself, so I bought the shower hose and I began to shower her daily, dress her and do everything for her but I loved her so much and I didn't care what I had to do, she was my mom. There were days when she thought she was a burden to me and she would tell me, that I work to hard and that she was sorry she was not able to do things for herself and i would immediately tell her to stop talking like that. I would tell her, she was my mom, I loved her and wanted to look after her and that she wasn't a burden on me. That she took care of me when I was little and over the years and now it was my turn to take care of her. She told me a couple weeks before she passed away , you said, you really stood by your mom, when all the others went on their way. you stood by your mom. She said, I don't know what I would have done with out you. She said I don't know how I would have made it and she said god is really going to bless you and he will remember everything you did for your mother. She told me how special I was and now that she is gone , I remember everything she ever told me. It has been so hard, going through all her things and seeing all the cards and letters she gave me over the years. Everybody keeps telling me it will get better but I don't see that happening. I can't go one day without crying for missing her so much. I am grateful because she is not in any more pain but I am hurting so badly without her. I have a big sister but we have never been that close, she seems to want to spend more time with me now but nobody could ever feel that empty space inside my heart for my mother. I recently moved in with my brother and I want so desperately for me and my daughter to be able to get a place of our own. It costs so much to pay for first and last months rent and I have this old 1994 car that has been giving me so much trouble and I am barely scraping along , just trying to make it. I would appreciate any help I am given. If anyone can find it in their heart to help me and my daughter move out and get our own place or simply help us with the day to day necessities, it would be greatly appreciated.

My daughter and I are in need of finding a place of our own. These past couple months have been extremely hard because of the death of my mother. We were all living together and my mom was splitting the rent with me and I was working to take care of her. She was sick with Cancer and she had the operation and we all thought she was going to be okay. She did not recover like we expected and she ended up going in a Rehabilitation Center and we visited her often until she came home. I am the youngest of her children. I have 3 brothers and 1 sister and we are called the Berry 5. We were allways known as the Berry Family from the time we were little. My mom started to do better and we were so happy to have her home. It came time for her to Start Chemotherapy and Radiation. She was scared but I and my sister talked her into it because we knew the doctors had told us that she needed it because the cancer had spread to her lymp nodes and when they did the surgery they were not able to get everything. My mom had done one week of Radiation and she went in for one session of Chemo. The same day she had Chemo she seemed fine and then 2 days later she was having fevers, throwing up and so extremely weak. I thought it was because of the Chemo because that is what was explained to us. My concern was she couldn't keep anything down. I needed to give her medication for her Diabetes and High Blood Pressure but everytime I gave her anything, it all came up and so I was so scared because her blood sugar was high and I didn't want it to get any higher. She began to complain of stomach pain and I thought it was another side effect of the Chemo. For a couple days of her vomiting and having diarrhea, I was able to get some fluids down her and it seemed to stay. Little by little we both thought she was doing better. Her strength was not there though, it was difficult for her to even get up to go to the bathroom. The following day she continued to vomit and I was scared so I told her she needed to go to the hospital, because I felt that they could help her more. They could give her medications through an IV and they could find out why she was so weak and everything. She was scared and did not want to go but I convinced her. The ambulance came and took her to the hospital. I tried to follow her but I had to pick up my 11 year old daughter from school. I did go and they would not let me go back right away. I told them my mom had been brought in and they told me she wasn't checked in yet. About 20 minutes passed and I went back up to the window and they told me they would see if the doctor would let me back there and they were saying my daughter couldn't come back there because she wasn't 14, I told them she is only 11 years old and I'm not leaving her in the waiting room with strangers and that she was coming back there with me. They finally let us in and we went back to see my mom. I couldn't believe they had her hooked up to so many machines and she was on morphine and so out of it. I walked up to her and I said Ma, I'm here and she turned and looked at me. She was happy to see me, but then she told me that they told her, they found blood in her stools. I told her it was probably just do to her Hemorrhoids. but she said they told her it was positive for something. I asked her for what and she didn't know. I began looking for the doctor so I could ask questions but he wasn't around and everyone I talked to told me the doctor would be in soon to go over my mom's condition. I stayed with my mom, just holding her hand, telling her I loved her and that she was going to be okay. They came in to take her to have an ultrasound and my daughter and I waited. The doctor finally came in and told me that my mom had an abcess in her stomach that had burst. I said what are you talking about? He said that she had a condition called peridonitis and that the abcess burst and was releasing all this poison inside her stomach and her blood pressure was dropping dramatically. He then told me it was too dangerous for them to operate at that time because her INR level to to high. My mom had been taking Cumadin for a blood clot that she previously had and the cumadin made her INR level extremely high and her blood was not clotting so they said if they did surgery, she would bleed out. They said they needed to correct it by giving her lots of blood products and they gave her all kinds of strong antibiotics and blood and plasma. They were pumping so much stuff into her, I didn't know what to do. Her blood pressure was like 85/60 and then like 76/40 and it was getting lower and lower. They had her hooked up to so many IVs and then they told me that she was the sickest person they had in the ER. So many doctors and interns and students and nurses overcrowded my mom's room. I called my sister and told her what was going on and she came down to be with me and my daughter. They told us they would do all they could for my mom but that it didn't look good. I began to pray, my mom had always taught me to pray and give things over to god. As the night went on, they decided to put an IV in my moms neck, they said it was more direct and if and when she went to surgery it would be better to have that in place. They made us leave the room and they had like 10 people in there with there machines and cameras and equipment to help guide them where to put the IV at. I had never gone through this before and I was so scared but I was keeping my faith. One doctor wanted to talk to me and my sister alone and I didn't want to hear him telling me anything negative. He asked us a lot of questions concerning my mom's health and history. He then told us that she was in acute renal failure and that her colon was damaged where the abcess bursts and fecal was being released into her abdomen. This is the last thing I wanted to hear. I asked him if they could fix it, he said they would do all they could but that their main focus was trying to bring her INR levels down because they were dangerously high. She was also anemic and that is why she was so weak, her blood level was extremely low. They were continuously giving her blood products, antibiotics and plasma. My sister decided to take my daughter home with her. I told her I would call her when I knew when they were going to do surgery. The surgeon had spoken to us and said that it was a good chance, and that operating was her only chance and once her blood level was corrected that they would go in and repair the damage. I felt some what relieved but as the night went on she was in a fight for her life. The main doctor working on my mom's case came and told me that her breathing was not getting any better and that he needed to put her to sleep so he could intubate her and put a breathing tube down her throat. He said it would be good to have anyways so that she would be ready when they went to surgery. There was nothing I could do except walk out of the room and wait. I continued to pray and wait and pray and wait. Hours went by and I would walk and peek inside the room and see my mom's blood pressure increasing some, this gave me hope but then the doctor would come and tell me it wasn't looking like she was improving and that we needed to prepare that she might not make it through the night. i couldn't believe what he was telling me. I called my sister and my brother and told them , they were praying as well. I didn't know who to listen to, one doctor is telling me it's hopeless and the surgeon is telling me it's a good chance she would be okay once taken to surgery. I sat in the hall because they wouldn't let me back in and they stayed with her at all times, monitoring her and giving her medicine and all the blood and stuff back to back. Then they came out in the hall and told me they were ready to take her to surgery. They said she might not hear you but you can still talk to her. I walked up to her lying there, so still and I told her how much I loved her and i told her to fight and that we would do it togther and that I would be here when she woke up and that I was not leaving her. The surgeon put me in the OR waiting room. I was all alone in there by myself. I waited and waited and only 20 mins went by and a security guard told me there was a cafe there and if I wanted to go grab a cup of coffee that I could. I went downstairs and got the coffee, as soon as I reached the OR floor I saw the surgeon standing there, he walked over to me and he said, I'm sorry but your mom's heart stopped during surgery and we revived her but then it stopped again and he said I don't we can get it back. My whole world just crumbled, I began screaming and crying and I fell to the floor. I was just askig God why. Why is this happening? This security lady came over to comfort me and began telling me how sorry she was and asked me if I had any family I could call. I called my sister and told her and she said she was on her way down. She lived in another city about 45 mins away. I was still on the ground just broken and this lady began to tell me that God would help me and give me the strength to go on. She asked me if I had any children, I told her I had a daughter, and she told me I needed to be strong for her. I wasn't trying to hear all that. My whole world was ripped right from under me. A couple of doctors and this lady helped me off the floor and the surgeon that came out , came out again and told me they would take me back to see her. They brought out a wheelchair and wheeled me back there and when they opened the door, my god I just saw them on top of her doing chest compressions and I was just screaming and then the surgeon is telling me I need to make a decision because everytime they do that, they are hurting her and he said, you don't want her to suffer anymore. I was just waiting on my sister4. I didn't want to make that call but I didn't want them pounding her chest in so I told them to stop. It killed in me inside. They wheeled me over to her and I just cried. My mom was only 60 years old and she had her whole life ahead of her and I don't understand why any of this happened. She was such a beautiful person and she had been a christian for 33 years. SHe loved the lord and she raised me and my siblings up in the church. I couldn't believe that she was gone because I had prayed and prayed and I just knew that God would spare her life. I lost my real father at the age of 16 and even then I didn't know him. I always had my mom and she remarried when I was 11 years old. She had been married for 19 years and my step father passed away in July of 2008. He was a sickly person and she took care of him and nursed him for all those years. He had diabetes, high blood pressure, prostate cancer, he was on dialysis for kidney failure, he had a four by pass surgery and he was in and out of the hospitals for years. She suffered so much seeing him suffer and taking care of him, he took what little strength she had. But because he was her husband she did all she could to help him and she loved him so much. So now all remains is just me and my siblings. It's hard because my mom was my best friend. I can't remember a time when she wasn't around. We did everything together and we lived together for years and I took care of her. I wanted so bad for her to be okay and to make it through surgery, I had been taught for years about the love of Jesus and I couldn't understand what he chose to take her away from her children and grandchildren. We had a two bedroom apartment and she had her room and my daughter and I shared a room. After she died, I went home that morning with my sister and I stayed over there for the remainder of the day. The whole day was just hurting, crying and calling the rest of the family. I felt so bad because my youngest brother, say youngest because he is the youngest of my 3 brothers, even though they are all older than me. He came to the hospital to see my mom but he thought she was still alive and the doctors didn't tell him, they let him in the room and she was already covered up and he walked in and was like, it's over ?? he couldn't believe it , he just broke down. One of the nurses that was in the OR called my sister and he was crying, apologizing to us because he thought my brother already knew. He told us how sorry he was. Now my family is broken, my mom was the rock that held us all together. We didn't have money growing up, we didn't have a lot of the finer things in life but we had love. She loved us like no one could. She did it all for her children and most importantly she taught us about God. She lived her life for Jesus, she would pray on a regular basis, read her bible daily, go to church often as she could and when things looked hopeless she took them to god in prayer. She prayed not only for her children, grandchildren and siblings but for people all over the world, she would pray for all the countries and for the sick and homeless and anyone she could pray for. She gave over the years endlessly to Trinity Broadcasting Network, Feed the children, CBN, David Terrell Ministries, Boys Town, Children International, Food For All and to so many others. Month after month, year after year she was giving. She taught us how to give and there were times when we would just make food and take it to the park to give to the homeless, bottled water, sandwiches, noodles, chicken or whatever we could. She would never turn down a person needing help or asking for spare change, she would give freely. She would tell me all the time, it's better to give than to receive and that god would bless me. So I began giving as well, I would call and donate and try to help whenever I could. My mom was also a big giver to the goodwill. Over the years we gave so much, and everytime they would ask if we wanted a donation paper for a tax write off she would say no. she didn't want that, she was giving freely and she didn't want anything in return. That's who she was, she was the person who would mentor you and talk to you about Jesus and how over the years he brought her and our family through so many trials and tribulations. SHe praised god for everything, for the good times and the bad. She used to always tell me to be thankful and to praise god. Now there were times when i was suffering so much and I didn't want to praise god, I wanted god to help me and at the time it seemed like he wasn't. My mom was always there to tell me baby, hold on.. give your burdens over to the lord and he will help you and supply all your needs. I realized that he did just that. I remember when she had surgery for the cancer and she was wondering why god allowed her to come down with that. It was hard for her because her faith was shaken then. She couldn't believe after she was faithful to him for so many years that he would allow her to suffer so horribly and there my sister and I were telling her that she would be okay, that God loved her still and he had not forsaken her and that he would bring her through this. She was so discouraged at the time but we would not let up. She couldn't believe this was her children mentoring and encouragiing her as she had done for us over the years. She told me, she was happy and she felt relieved that her living and everything she had taught us was not in vain. She was thankful to God that we were listening to her and by example we followed her footsteps. She began to get better and we thought she would be okay. My mom was a pure Christian, she didn't drink, didn't smoke, didn't do drugs, didn't curse. She would make you turn the tv channel if you were watching something that cursed. She loved her cowboys though. Her favorites were Bonanza, The rifle man, High Chapparal, Wagon Train, The Virginian and so many others. She also loved the old shows, the clean shows, the original dennis the menace, columbo, family affair, petticoat junction, I married joan, hawai five o, the streets of san francisco, i spy, murder she wrote, in the heat of the night, matlock, the big vally, dr quinn, little house on the prairie, family ties, good times, 227, what's happening, the jeffersons, the brady bunch and so many others. Her favorite game shows were The price is right, deal or no deal, let's make a deal, the newlywed game, match game and who wants to be a millionaire. I loved spending time with my mom, she was someone I could always talk to and she would never judge me, she would tell me how much she loved me and how proud she was of me. She taught me how to carry myself as a lady and she taught me how to stand up for myself and I owe her so much. I felt like I let her down that night she was in the hospital and I told her she would be okay and that I would be waiting for her when she woke up but she never woke up. I felt that made me a liar. I had been taking care of my mom for months and I was preparing her meals, giving her medications on schedule and was taking her to her appointments and running errands for her. My mom had been weak for so long because before she found out she had cancer she was bleeding perfusely having vaginal bleeding and they made her very anemic. Before surgery she had 4 transfusions and then after surgery she had 2 more. She never got all her strength back and after she had the first surgery, she was too weak that they sent her to Ballard Rehabilitation and they were working on getting her strength back and getting her up and walking. She did so much better when she was in there and when she came home, they sent out a home health nurse, a physcialy therapist and an occupational therapist. They began doing exercises with her and the physical therapist thought it would benefit my mom to have some help with getting around. So she ordered her an walker , the kind that had a seat on it, she ordered her a wheel chair, a raised toilet seat with the rails and a shower chair and shower bench. So when my mom started walking more better she was using her walker all the time, it was helping her because she had the support to keep her from falling and when she got tired , she could just sit down. I did all I could to take care of her, on a daily basis. She was not strong enough to shower herself, so I bought the shower hose and I began to shower her daily, dress her and do everything for her but I loved her so much and I didn't care what I had to do, she was my mom. There were days when she thought she was a burden to me and she would tell me, that I work to hard and that she was sorry she was not able to do things for herself and i would immediately tell her to stop talking like that. I would tell her, she was my mom, I loved her and wanted to look after her and that she wasn't a burden on me. That she took care of me when I was little and over the years and now it was my turn to take care of her. She told me a couple weeks before she passed away , you said, you really stood by your mom, when all the others went on their way. you stood by your mom. She said, I don't know what I would have done with out you. She said I don't know how I would have made it and she said god is really going to bless you and he will remember everything you did for your mother. She told me how special I was and now that she is gone , I remember everything she ever told me. It has been so hard, going through all her things and seeing all the cards and letters she gave me over the years. Everybody keeps telling me it will get better but I don't see that happening. I can't go one day without crying for missing her so much. I am grateful because she is not in any more pain but I am hurting so badly without her. I have a big sister but we have never been that close, she seems to want to spend more time with me now but nobody could ever feel that empty space inside my heart for my mother. I recently moved in with my brother and I want so desperately for me and my daughter to be able to get a place of our own. It costs so much to pay for first and last months rent and I have this old 1994 car that has been giving me so much trouble and I am barely scraping along , just trying to make it. I would appreciate any help I am given. If anyone can find it in their heart to help me and my daughter move out and get our own place or simply help us with the day to day necessities, it would be greatly appreciated.

I am a foreign student from Africa who is studying in London and

I am finding it very hard to cope in this current situation. I need to settle my tuition fees of £4000.00. I do not know what to do and I very much want to complete my degree in Business Management.Please if there is anybody out there who could assist
in helping me I woudn't know how to even thank you.I will be very very grateful. Thank you and may you be blessed.
David

I am a foreign student from Africa who is studying in London and

I am finding it very hard to cope in this current situation. I need to settle my tuition fees of £4000.00. I do not know what to do and I very much want to complete my degree in Business Management.Please if there is anybody out there who could assist
in helping me I woudn't know how to even thank you.I will be very very grateful. Thank you and may you be blessed.
David

Dear friend,

I would like to ask you about any money you can send me. For you it
would mean nothing for me these money would mean a lot. I am from small
village in Czech Republic near our second biggest town Brno. We have to
pay a lot for mortage and now I got information from my employer that my
salary will be drastically cut. Now I have big problem to pay mortage. I
would find a new job after work, but this is nearly impossible, because
the situation with jobs in our country is very bad and I am glad that I
have my job. Please if you would like to help me please donate any sum
to paypal account above. If you are interested it I
can send you all details of my mortage. You will help me and my family. My brother which died at age 21, today would celebrate his 30. This is also very hard for me, because no one could imagine what pain is the loss of your brother. This money I will use to buy something what help me to get out of deep sorrow.

thank you

David

Czech republic

My family has hit a financial crisis and looking for help. My husband and I have a 4 year old son and he is autistic and recently became diabetic on December 9th 2011. He was in the hospital for 5 days and I ended up missing almost two weeks of work at my temp job to be with him and to learn everything I need to learn to take care of him properly. We were evicted from our apartment due to lack of funds. My temp job also ended in January and we are now living with family. My ultimate dream is to provide David with a house to grow up in. I am saving for a down payment on a house; any help we can get would be awesome and very appreciated. Nothing is to small to go towards my savings account for the down payment.

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I am 29 yrs and I never grew up to know my mum as she died immediately after my birth.My dad died 3yrs ago in Pennsylvania,I'm the only daughter of my folks.I grew up in Ambler PA. My ex-boyfriend,David Gareth was very cruel to me, he absconded with my dad's money which was kept with me after a completion of a contract in EAST Pennsylvania When My ex-boyfriend got absconded with the undisclosed sum of US dollars, this brought the first brake up between me and my dad, because he thought we had the deal together, but not knowing that I'm innocent about this. So my dad has been harsh and tough on me about this,i am too vulnerable when it comes to relationships that was why my ex boyfriends used me allot.After all these happened to me and caused by my Ex boyfriend, I joined a dating site( www.singlesnet.com) where I met a African guy online here who promised heaven and earth that he wants to marry me and to be a with me for eternity; I was so, happy that I never knew I was going from Fry-pan to Fire". The African guy told me of an investment opportunity in African and he convinced me to come along with loads of money when coming down. On getting here, all his intention was to take away the money from me, play me and leave me on my own. I came from the United States with all the money I've gotten from my Dad's business and contracts remuneration. Because the African guy told me of an idea to invest in African sculptures here. When I got here, he made all possible means to get the money from me and get away with my money.When I noticed this, I took the money and my traveling boxes and deposited it with a Security/Insurance Company here in African in order to save myself and my assets. Thereafter I left the Guy's apartment to an hotel where I am in right now and from which I am communicating to you right now. My friends warned me before i went on this journey, i actually sold everything i had back home , i thought i had a life with this African guy, since most guys back home where in for just sex and some money.I lost all my friends. That is why i wanted to know if you are not like these two guys i mentioned, i really want to be loved for who i am, but i need a caring Man that i can spend the rest of my life with....i hope it is you.Well, let me hang on here till I hear from you. I hope someone will understand all that i have said.
Regards
Beauty Diva

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hello im a 48 yr old male disabled taking care of two kids are there any kind hearted people out there please help me pay my rent so my kids will keep there apartment my rent is 900 i will be able to pay it in april but right now i need your please!!!! money orders or cks to david mcwillis 660 arnow ave apt 12_h bronx ny 10467 my good bless you and smile upon you thank you so much they are about to evict me and my kids!!!!!!

i have been out of work for over a year due to finding out i had cancer, i have fought this and now finding it hard to get back into work. i have run pub/restarauts for over 16 years and really want to set up on my own, the banks will not touch me as i got into debt while i was off which i have just sorted out so i am looking for someone to help with setting up my dream of running my own business. i would be hugely grateful to anyone who can help my email is richard.david.moody@gmail.com and could send you details to send any form of cheques/postal orders to help in this

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My girlfriend and I just received a Writ today from our landlords. And we have 5 days to come up with the back rent and late fees or we will be evicted.
We need a total of $3,700.00 to cover it completely. I do have a job, but my girlfriend does not. We were both out of work for 7 months, I depleted my 401k from my previous job trying to keep up, but now we are in deep trouble.
Any help would be greatly appreciated, as a dollar here & there adds up. If anyone is able to help I will update this as it goes.

Thank you very much.
David

I would love to have the blessing of being able to order this new Bible. It is a beautiful Hebrew/English translation of the Gospels. It ranges in price from $28 to $48 depending on the binding.

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If any one would like to check this out they can. Because I am unemployed I can not afford such things, but with your help I can. Would you consider making a donation for this cause or if you would rather make a direct purchase from them and send it to me that would be great too. Just leave a comment and we can work out the mailing details. May the Lord bless you!

Hello My name is David. Two years ago I was coming out of my apartment and there was a car in the parking lot that accidentally back out and ran over my right foot completing severing it. I did not have insurance at the time and my medical bills are over $40,000. Bill collectors keep calling my home and harassing me. I am now disabled and Social Security has denied me but I am appealing their decision. My foot is reattached but not mobile, it grew back improperly so it had to be reattached for the second time and now it it attached but still not functioning normally. I would greatly appreciate any help that you can provide. I will email you photos of my foot if you want more information. Thank you and have a great day. David p.s. I have included a pic of one of my doctor bills and my photo too.

I am a single mom trying to keep my son in St. Thomas Aquinas High School, a very good college prep school. David is smart, funny and most importantly kind and I hate the thought that he may have to leave all the people he knows and switch schools in the middle of his sophomore year but business is downtrending (I am in advertising) and it looks like this may be my last chance to keep him there.

Hello,

I am currently a struggling graduate, that has been searching for a good career for over two years now.

I do help myself, I have a part time job and have even written to the Prime Minister David Cameron. I just need that extra bit of help. I finally have been offered a position in the career that I have always wanted.

However, I will not be able to accept the job, because I can not afford to move to the area, as I can not afford the moving costs or flat deposit.

I desperately need to job, as I am very overdrawn and on my last legs financially. Also I have worked very hard during my education to get to this point and my self esteem and confidence would be helped greatly. This means everything to me.

Thank you very much,

Laura xx

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Hi Everyone, I'm 50 y/o and I have never thought of begging until now. Over the past few weeks I kept praying and asking God to help me, saying repeatedly, "Lord, there must be a way that I can ask people for help...I'm at my wits end". I started searching putting in phrases asking for help and discovered this site. All I can say is that so much is happening at once...I have faith, but it's really hard.

I suffer with bouts of hemorrhage which impede my ability to maintain a steady job because when it happens I'm absent from work almost two weeks. When it happens I lie in bed and wonder/pray Lord will I live or die? Do I need a transfusion? I'm about two points from a transfusion now. I need to purchase medical insurance so I can see a doctor and take care of this one way or another. Hospital bills are about 20,000 now. I need money for medical insurance and also to have dental work done. My teeth hurt. I need about several thousand dollars of dental work done. One dentist's attorney is threatening to seize my car. I owe him $6000.00. I had paid him $3000.00 already, but he raised it back up as if I had paid nothing. I couldn't make it to court because of hemorrhage and the judge put the judgment through.

Even worse, I have a son whom I love very much, living with his dad. David is 18 now with prior developmental challenges. His father made repeated threats on my life if I didn't transfer custody. How I mourn that I gave in. I owe back child support because I haven't been able to work steadily. I do whatever I can with dignity. I do private caregiving, clean houses, some occasional paralegal contract work, sew-make native coats and sew clothes in general--all when I'm able, feeling strong. When I'm not well with the hemorrhage I'm on bed rest. My earnings are not even enough to pay my bills...not to mention child support. I presented proof of hemorrhage to a semijudge(mediator etc.)in court and she rejected it and computed a monthly amount of $400.00 based on my ability to earn money because of my educational background. She didn't compute it based on facts. Anyway, I have to appear in court on May 2 for another violation of nonpayment not because I don't want to pay, but because I can't afford it. They're saying that in total I owe $26,000.00. There is a chance that they'll incarcerate me on 5/2/11 for nonpayment of child support. God says do not be afraid, but this is alot, more than I can bear alone.

Please, I am begging, pleading for help, for compassion with tears in my eyes and my heart just wants to burst. I feel so alone with these problems. No one really knows how badly I feel. I love life and I love people, and I do whatever I can to love my neighbor as myself and to love God with all my heart mind and soul, but this just seems to much to bear.

All I can offer is my love and friendship, appreciation if you will be so kind and compassionate as to donate to my cause. I will be forever grateful and I will pray that you have stored up treasures in heaven with Almighty God. I will pray for you and your loved ones. If you are ill or suffering with illness or addiction of some sort I will pray with you. I could meet with you in NYC or you could join me in the mid hudson valley, brunch, walk and talk when I'm able. I just mean to say that this is the truth. I need desperate help before May 2 and ongoing. I need an attorney as well as money. Please help me to turn this around. I'd have a hysterectomy if I could afford it. Leave your number or mailing address and I'll be glad to personally thank you. Money is a tool and I need the help now more than ever. Please help me. Thank you and God bless you.
Cristi

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Hi Everyone, I'm 50 y/o and I have never thought of begging until now. Over the past few weeks I kept praying and asking God to help me, saying repeatedly, "Lord, there must be a way that I can ask people for help...I'm at my wits end". I started searching putting in phrases asking for help and discovered this site. All I can say is that so much is happening at once...I have faith, but it's really hard.

I suffer with bouts of hemorrhage which impede my ability to maintain a steady job because when it happens I'm absent from work almost two weeks. When it happens I lie in bed and wonder/pray Lord will I live or die? Do I need a transfusion? I'm about two points from a transfusion now. I need to purchase medical insurance so I can see a doctor and take care of this one way or another. Hospital bills are about 20,000 now. I need money for medical insurance and also to have dental work done. My teeth hurt. I need about several thousand dollars of dental work done. One dentist's attorney is threatening to seize my car. I owe him $6000.00. I had paid him $3000.00 already, but he raised it back up as if I had paid nothing. I couldn't make it to court because of hemorrhage and the judge put the judgment through.

Even worse, I have a son whom I love very much, living with his dad. David is 18 now with prior developmental challenges. His father made repeated threats on my life if I didn't transfer custody. How I mourn that I gave in. I owe back child support because I haven't been able to work steadily. I do whatever I can with dignity. I do private caregiving, clean houses, some occasional paralegal contract work, sew-make native coats and sew clothes in general--all when I'm able, feeling strong. When I'm not well with the hemorrhage I'm on bed rest. My earnings are not even enough to pay my bills...not to mention child support. I presented proof of hemorrhage to a semijudge(mediator etc.)in court and she rejected it and computed a monthly amount of $400.00 based on my ability to earn money because of my educational background. She didn't compute it based on facts. Anyway, I have to appear in court on May 2 for another violation of nonpayment not because I don't want to pay, but because I can't afford it. They're saying that in total I owe $26,000.00. There is a chance that they'll incarcerate me on 5/2/11 for nonpayment of child support. God says do not be afraid, but this is alot, more than I can bear alone.

Please, I am begging, pleading for help, for compassion with tears in my eyes and my heart just wants to burst. I feel so alone with these problems. No one really knows how badly I feel. I love life and I love people, and I do whatever I can to love my neighbor as myself and to love God with all my heart mind and soul, but this just seems to much to bear.

All I can offer is my love and friendship, appreciation if you will be so kind and compassionate as to donate to my cause. I will be forever grateful and I will pray that you have stored up treasures in heaven with Almighty God. I will pray for you and your loved ones. If you are ill or suffering with illness or addiction of some sort I will pray with you. I could meet with you in NYC or you could join me in the mid hudson valley, brunch, walk and talk when I'm able. I just mean to say that this is the truth. I need desperate help before May 2 and ongoing. I need an attorney as well as money. Please help me to turn this around. I'd have a hysterectomy if I could afford it. Leave your number or mailing address and I'll be glad to personally thank you. Money is a tool and I need the help now more than ever. Please help me. Thank you and God bless you.
Cristi

Hi Everyone, I'm 50 y/o and I have never thought of begging until now. Over the past few weeks I kept praying and asking God to help me, saying repeatedly, "Lord, there must be a way that I can ask people for help...I'm at my wits end". I started searching putting in phrases asking for help and discovered this site. All I can say is that so much is happening at once...I have faith, but it's really hard.

I suffer with bouts of hemorrhage which impede my ability to maintain a steady job because when it happens I'm absent from work almost two weeks. When it happens I lie in bed and wonder/pray Lord will I live or die? Do I need a transfusion? I'm about two points from a transfusion now. I need to purchase medical insurance so I can see a doctor and take care of this one way or another. Hospital bills are about 20,000 now. I need money for medical insurance and also to have dental work done. My teeth hurt. I need about several thousand dollars of dental work done. One dentist's attorney is threatening to seize my car. I owe him $6000.00. I had paid him $3000.00 already, but he raised it back up as if I had paid nothing. I couldn't make it to court because of hemorrhage and the judge put the judgment through.

Even worse, I have a son whom I love very much, living with his dad. David is 18 now with prior developmental challenges. His father made repeated threats on my life if I didn't transfer custody. How I mourn that I gave in. I owe back child support because I haven't been able to work steadily. I do whatever I can with dignity. I do private caregiving, clean houses, some occasional paralegal contract work, sew-make native coats and sew clothes in general--all when I'm able, feeling strong. When I'm not well with the hemorrhage I'm on bed rest. My earnings are not even enough to pay my bills...not to mention child support. I presented proof of hemorrhage to a semijudge(mediator etc.)in court and she rejected it and computed a monthly amount of $400.00 based on my ability to earn money because of my educational background. She didn't compute it based on facts. Anyway, I have to appear in court on May 2 for another violation of nonpayment not because I don't want to pay, but because I can't afford it. They're saying that in total I owe $26,000.00. There is a chance that they'll incarcerate me on 5/2/11 for nonpayment of child support. God says do not be afraid, but this is alot, more than I can bear alone.

Please, I am begging, pleading for help, for compassion with tears in my eyes and my heart just wants to burst. I feel so alone with these problems. No one really knows how badly I feel. I love life and I love people, and I do whatever I can to love my neighbor as myself and to love God with all my heart mind and soul, but this just seems to much to bear.

All I can offer is my love and friendship, appreciation if you will be so kind and compassionate as to donate to my cause. I will be forever grateful and I will pray that you have stored up treasures in heaven with Almighty God. I will pray for you and your loved ones. If you are ill or suffering with illness or addiction of some sort I will pray with you. I could meet with you in NYC or you could join me in the mid hudson valley, brunch, walk and talk when I'm able. I just mean to say that this is the truth. I need desperate help before May 2 and ongoing. I need an attorney as well as money. Please help me to turn this around. I'd have a hysterectomy if I could afford it. Leave your number or mailing address and I'll be glad to personally thank you. Money is a tool and I need the help now more than ever. Please help me. Thank you and God bless you.
Cristi

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My name is Mrs Ruth I live here in USA and i am talking as the happiest person in the whole wild world today and i told my self that any lender that rescue my family from our poor situation, i will tell the name to the whole wild world and i am so happy to say that my family is back for good because i was in need a loan of $65,000 USD to start my life all over as i am a single mum with 2 kids and the whole world seemed like it was hanging on me until i met the GOD sent loan lender that changed my life and that of my family, a GOD fearing lender,Mr Mark David Of BARCLAY HOUSE OF LOAN PLC, he was the savior GOD sent to rescue my family and at first i thought it was not going to be possible until i received my loan of $58,000 US dollars and i will advise any one who is in genuine need of a loan to contact Mr Mark David via barclayhouseofloan@hotmail.com OR barclayloaninvestment@gmail.com

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My name is Mrs Ruth I live here in USA and i am talking as the happiest person in the whole wild world today and i told my self that any lender that rescue my family from our poor situation, i will tell the name to the whole wild world and i am so happy to say that my family is back for good because i was in need a loan of $65,000 USD to start my life all over as i am a single mum with 2 kids and the whole world seemed like it was hanging on me until i met the GOD sent loan lender that changed my life and that of my family, a GOD fearing lender,Mr Mark David Of BARCLAY HOUSE OF LOAN PLC, he was the savior GOD sent to rescue my family and at first i thought it was not going to be possible until i received my loan of $58,000 US dollars and i will advise any one who is in genuine need of a loan to contact Mr Mark David via barclayhouseofloan@hotmail.com OR barclayloaninvestment@gmail.com

ATTENTION:
welcome to BARCLAY HOUSE OF LOAN PLC we offer loan to people on bad credit,home improvement loan, personal and business loan, student looking for financial help and to companies etc with a very low interest rate and with or without collateral. any interested one should contact us via email barclayhouseofloan@hotmail.com with the following information,please complete and summit the information below;
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Borrower's Information
full name:
country:
address:
age:
0ccupation:
marital status:
place of work:
sex:
Telephone:
mobile Phone number:
monthly Income:
amount needed in EUR or USD:
purpose of Loan:
Loan duration:
how Urgent do you need the loan:
********************************
Mr Mark David
EMAIL barclayhouseofloan@hotmail.com

ATTENTION:
welcome to BARCLAY HOUSE OF LOAN PLC we offer loan to people on bad credit,home improvement loan, personal and business loan, student looking for financial help and to companies etc with a very low interest rate and with or without collateral. any interested one should contact us via email barclayhouseofloan@hotmail.com with the following information,please complete and summit the information below;
*******************************************************
Borrower's Information
full name:
country:
address:
age:
0ccupation:
marital status:
place of work:
sex:
Telephone:
mobile Phone number:
monthly Income:
amount needed in EUR or USD:
purpose of Loan:
Loan duration:
how Urgent do you need the loan:
which site did you find our ad?:
********************************
Mr Mark David
EMAIL barclayhouseofloan@hotmail.com

ATTENTION:
welcome to BARCLAY HOUSE OF LOAN PLC we offer loan to people on bad credit,home improvement loan, personal and business loan, student looking for financial help and to companies etc with a very low interest rate and with or without collateral. any interested one should contact us via email barclayhouseofloan@hotmail.com with the following information,please complete and summit the information below;
*******************************************************
Borrower's Information
full name:
country:
address:
age:
0ccupation:
marital status:
place of work:
sex:
Telephone:
mobile Phone number:
monthly Income:
amount needed in EUR or USD:
purpose of Loan:
Loan duration:
how Urgent do you need the loan:
which site did you find our ad?:
********************************
Mr Mark David
EMAIL barclayhouseofloan@hotmail.com