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I live in a third world country and I have done well for myself. I was working on a project that came to an end in November 2012. I have not been employed since. I am a single mother and live with my mother and three children. Because my past job required a lot of travel I opened a joint account with my mother so that when I am away she has access to moneys for the kids. I noticed a few years ago after my father’s death that my mother started forgetting a lot and repeats herself but I just thought to myself it was old age and our doctor stated it was a bit of depression.
But it escalated. I was shocked that while away working one of my kids called to say they have no money. I asked my mom what was going on as I left over EC $20,000 in the account. Upon trying to get clarification I realized my mom was sounding crazy. She began crying and abusing me on the phone saying that I am accusing her of thieving my money after all she does for me. All I was trying to do was understand what had happened to the money so I did sound a bit stern and upset with her. Subsequently my mom’s behavior worsened and she was diagnosed with Alzheimer’s, which she has not and does not accept. She hates me for it and blames me for the doctor’s diagnosis.
Since the contract ended we have been surviving on some of my personal savings from another account. I have been job hunting in my country and tried looking for work from home opportunities online. I started writing a novel also to see if I can sell it online. Because of my qualifications and education I never thought I would find myself in such a situation and tried all I could before deciding to try this. I don’t know how I am going to pay the bills or provide food anymore as my money finishes at the end of this month and although I am a Christian and I should have faith. I find myself being very very scared. I try not to let my children know what’s going on. They know our lifestyle has changed but they don’t know the seriousness. They are bright and intelligent and I will not want them to be affected. I thank you in advance for the help you will give me.

Dealing with the Shock loss of finances due to my moms alzeihmers condition

Ava is our adorable pup that we adopted through the
Penny Foundation. Ava is a rescue dog from Mexico. She has filled our
lives with joy and happiness. Ava turned one year old in February. She
is a very active, playful pup who is full of life. A month ago, the exuberant Ava was playing in our backyard. She slipped, and ripped a
tendon in her right hind leg. Upon initial vet exam, she was deemed
fine. However, the condition persisted and she refused to play or go
for walks (VERY unusual for Ava). We took her to a different vet a week
later, and the diagnosis came in – Ava would require surgery. There was
no other option. The injury would not heal on its own. The vet told us
that Ava’s breed is prone to this type of injury. We were very sad to
hear this, as Ava is so young and the surgery would require two months
of recovery time. The surgery is also expensive – $3000 minimum. My
husband and I are not rich people, and are therefore trying to raise
some money to go towards Ava’s surgery. Any amount will help. We want
Ava to make a full recovery, and get back to her normal, fun, playful
puppy lifestyle. The vet told us the prognosis after surgery is very
good, and that Ava should return to full function. Please help Ava.
Thank you!

I'm a 33 year old mother of three boys. I grew up in an abusive home and proceeded on to an abusive marriage that lasted 13 years. From that marriage I have 2 sons, ages 13 and 11. My 13 year old was diagnosed with Asperger's syndrome at age 9; my 11 year old has conduct disorder and has a tentative diagnosis of bipolar disorder. About 4 years ago, I finally had the courage to walk out of my abusive marriage and try to build a safe and normal life for my sons. Fast forward a year, and I found the love of my life and soulmate and remarried.I moved 5 hours away from my ex husband, thinking we would be safer. My ex husband remarried as well. Unfortunately, he married an attorney. Over the course of the last 3 years, we have been kept in court with custody battles and such, while my ex used his new wife's knowledge of the law to find every possible way to avoid paying child support. WE had to pay for an attorney, while his wife represented him for free. Not to mention, the court where we had to go for these cases was less than a mile from his home, while we had to travel 5 hours each way. My current husband and I have a son together now who is almost 2 years old. For 6 months of the last year my ex had finally been paying child support. My husband works to provide for us, while also having to support his son from a previous marriage. That's supporting 6 people on one income! So, having the child support really helped. (I am currently unemployed as we have no means of transportation and live in a rural area with no public transportation, and also have 2 children who are too old for daycare, yet cannot be left unattended due to their disorders.) We werent wealthy by any means, but we managed to make it from week to week and keep our bills paid. However, in October, my husband's employer went out of business with no notice. In the same week, my ex ceased making child support payments and the transmission went out in our vehicle. My husband, out of desperation, found a friend two towns away who would allow him to stay with him so my husband would be in an area with public transportation so he could look for work ( the friend has a one bedroom home that would not house us all, so the kids and I stayed here). All he has managed to find so far is a part time fast food job that barely covers his child support payments. This morning I was delivered the court eviction papers that will render my children and I homeless. If this happens, I have no doubt that my abusive ex will do everything he can to take my children away from me. At this point, I do not even have a way to get to the grocery store, let alone to another state to fight for custody of my children, and I certainly cannot afford legal representation. Our current situation is this: my husband and I must live in two different towns because of lack of transportation and income; I am stranded in the middle of nowhere with two special needs children and a toddler; we are on the verge of eviction with no place to go (neither my husband nor I have any family who can help); all of our utilities will be turned off within a week (no water or heat, we already do not have a phone); and my vindictive, abusive ex husband who does not even bother to financially support his children could potentially regain custody if we find ourselves homeless. I am living in a nightmare right now, and am at the end of my rope! I have no other place to turn and I am really praying that this option can help me find a light at the end of this long, dark tunnel. My h usband and I are both abuse survivors who have children with special needs. We are currently full time college students, studying psychology and social work (3.88 GPA's for both of us) because we have been through just about everything imaginable and want to use our past negative experiences to help others who are suffering or surviving and trying to cope. Our only goals in life are to give our children a decent life and help others who need it when we are able. All we need is a little help getting to the point where we are able.

On Monday September 12, 2011 the world came crashing down for the parents, siblings, family, and friends of 7½-year-old Sara when she was diagnosed with Medulloblastoma. Although brain tumors are rare in children, Medulloblastoma is the most common malignant central nervous system tumor in children. Occasionally Medulloblastomas spread within the nervous system and/or within the spinal column. Sara is one of those unfortunate enough to have it spread to her spinal column.

Upon receiving this catastrophic diagnosis at St. Helena Hospital that Monday morning Sara was immediately airlifted to Oakland Children’s Hospital. The following day she endured a terrifying 16-hour surgery, which included 3-4 hours of prep time. Doctors removed the brain tumor but Sara still has a long road ahead of her. As soon as she is stable enough she will start seven (7) rounds of chemotherapy which will last at least six (6) months and then undergo radiation to hopefully kill the remaining cancer that looms in her tiny frail body.

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.

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.

To whom it may concern:

My name is Angela K. Baker. I live in Green Bay, Wisconsin and have been living with diagnosis of Systemic Lupus since I was fourteen years (I am now 34 DOB 06/16/1977). Although as a child, I knew there was something a little different about myself compared to my twin brother Johnathan. I could never run and play with the other children because my body just would not keep up with the other kids. It always felt like I had sandbags attached to me and I would pass out in the sunlight, I was always exhausted and my body cried out in pain. I just didn't know why. I can remember being like this all the way back to my kindergarten year. Not that my parents were bad people, it just seemed like they just didn't have anymore to give, there problems were so on the surface, (both of my parents are alcoholics, and my mother has had Multiple Sclerosis (MS) since I was born and as for my father, he spent a large part of my life locked away in the Wisconsin jail system (due to his own alcohol induced indescretions.) At fourteen I got a full-time job to pay for my medical bills and a part-time job working at a nursing home to help my family. I have always been stuborn and a fighter, but at this point in my life the fight has just about been exstinguished out of me and I have to admit that I need some help. Over the last twenty years I have been under anasthetic approximately 125 times. I am missing more parts than I have. I feel like an experiment gone wrong or a human pin coushon. I hope that at least some of my surgical suffering at least helped the surgeons learn something from my body...You see I have lived longer than anyone that they know of with this kind of Lupus. It usually manifesters in the late 30's or 40's not in children. My most recent operation was on June 9th 2011, to fix holes in my intestines that were accidentley left after my colon was removed (my colon exploded after it had been recected four times) Right now I have an Illyectomy system that does not work correctly, it leaks blood, bile, puss, fecal liquid ect. and the plastic appliances do not work on me because my skin is so sensative from the Lupus. My medical exspenses are so astronomical even with Medicare and I struggle every month to pay my basic needs (rent, public service water copays ect) I was forced to retire at 23 my body deceided it just couldn't do it anymore, even though I worked very hard to put myself through college so that I could have a decent job that I enjoyed. Thank God that it does not take much to feed me, because the state of WI says that I do not qualify for food stamps or medical assistance, I make $4.oo a month too much. I am not asking for large donations, I know the ecomomy is bad and we are all struggling. What I am asking that when you balance your checking account that you round up to the nearest dollar and please donate the change. My goal is to collect enough money to see a special surgeon at Freodert Hospital in Milwaukee Wisconsin. He would like to see if he can help me have some kind of quality of life and end some of the suffering that I have been enduring for a long time . I would be happy if I even received a little relief. I don't remember what it is like to feel healthy, everyone in this life deserves at least a shot at it... If I am given the help that I need, I fully intend to open my home again as a safe house ( I am not able to do that now because of the leaking illeostmy ) and I would love to a foster mom to any child who needs a good loving and stable home. The way I am right now is horrible ( I have not left my home in over six months excluding doctor appointments) I do realize that some people use these sites for frivilous things and for scamming people. All that that I can do is to give my word that I promise to pay it forward. In my life I have been through an extraordinary amount of human suffering and it is a miracle that I am alive still to tell my story, and for that I am truly greatful and I am here still for a reason. It is not so bad to live without certain basic human needs, it's the having too that is very heartbreaking.

Sincerely,

Angela K. Baker

To whom it may concern:

My name is Angela K. Baker. I live in Green Bay, Wisconsin and have been living with diagnosis of Systemic Lupus since I was fourteen years (I am now 34 DOB 06/16/1977). Although as a child, I knew there was something a little different about myself compared to my twin brother Johnathan. I could never run and play with the other children because my body just would not keep up with the other kids. It always felt like I had sandbags attached to me and I would pass out in the sunlight, I was always exhausted and my body cried out in pain. I just didn't know why. I can remember being like this all the way back to my kindergarten year. Not that my parents were bad people, it just seemed like they just didn't have anymore to give, there problems were so on the surface, (both of my parents are alcoholics, and my mother has had Multiple Sclerosis (MS) since I was born and as for my father, he spent a large part of my life locked away in the Wisconsin jail system (due to his own alcohol induced indescretions.) At fourteen I got a full-time job to pay for my medical bills and a part-time job working at a nursing home to help my family. I have always been stuborn and a fighter, but at this point in my life the fight has just about been exstinguished out of me and I have to admit that I need some help. Over the last twenty years I have been under anasthetic approximately 125 times. I am missing more parts than I have. I feel like an experiment gone wrong or a human pin coushon. I hope that at least some of my surgical suffering at least helped the surgeons learn something from my body...You see I have lived longer than anyone that they know of with this kind of Lupus. It usually manifesters in the late 30's or 40's not in children. My most recent operation was on June 9th 2011, to fix holes in my intestines that were accidentley left after my colon was removed (my colon exploded after it had been recected four times) Right now I have an Illyectomy system that does not work correctly, it leaks blood, bile, puss, fecal liquid ect. and the plastic appliances do not work on me because my skin is so sensative from the Lupus. My medical exspenses are so astronomical even with Medicare and I struggle every month to pay my basic needs (rent, public service water copays ect) I was forced to retire at 23 my body deceided it just couldn't do it anymore, even though I worked very hard to put myself through college so that I could have a decent job that I enjoyed. Thank God that it does not take much to feed me, because the state of WI says that I do not qualify for food stamps or medical assistance, I make $4.oo a month too much. I am not asking for large donations, I know the ecomomy is bad and we are all struggling. What I am asking that when you balance your checking account that you round up to the nearest dollar and please donate the change. My goal is to collect enough money to see a special surgeon at Freodert Hospital in Milwaukee Wisconsin. He would like to see if he can help me have some kind of quality of life and end some of the suffering that I have been enduring for a long time . I would be happy if I even received a little relief. I don't remember what it is like to feel healthy, everyone in this life deserves at least a shot at it... If I am given the help that I need, I fully intend to open my home again as a safe house ( I am not able to do that now because of the leaking illeostmy ) and I would love to a foster mom to any child who needs a good loving and stable home. The way I am right now is horrible ( I have not left my home in over six months excluding doctor appointments) I do realize that some people use these sites for frivilous things and for scamming people. All that that I can do is to give my word that I promise to pay it forward. In my life I have been through an extraordinary amount of human suffering and it is a miracle that I am alive still to tell my story, and for that I am truly greatful and I am here still for a reason. It is not so bad to live without certain basic human needs, it's the having too that is very heartbreaking.

Sincerely,

Angela K. Baker

To whom it may concern:

My name is Angela K. Baker. I live in Green Bay, Wisconsin and have been living with diagnosis of Systemic Lupus since I was fourteen years (I am now 34 DOB 06/16/1977). Although as a child, I knew there was something a little different about myself compared to my twin brother Johnathan. I could never run and play with the other children because my body just would not keep up with the other kids. It always felt like I had sandbags attached to me and I would pass out in the sunlight, I was always exhausted and my body cried out in pain. I just didn't know why. I can remember being like this all the way back to my kindergarten year. Not that my parents were bad people, it just seemed like they just didn't have anymore to give, there problems were so on the surface, (both of my parents are alcoholics, and my mother has had Multiple Sclerosis (MS) since I was born and as for my father, he spent a large part of my life locked away in the Wisconsin jail system (due to his own alcohol induced indescretions.) At fourteen I got a full-time job to pay for my medical bills and a part-time job working at a nursing home to help my family. I have always been stuborn and a fighter, but at this point in my life the fight has just about been exstinguished out of me and I have to admit that I need some help. Over the last twenty years I have been under anasthetic approximately 125 times. I am missing more parts than I have. I feel like an experiment gone wrong or a human pin coushon. I hope that at least some of my surgical suffering at least helped the surgeons learn something from my body...You see I have lived longer than anyone that they know of with this kind of Lupus. It usually manifesters in the late 30's or 40's not in children. My most recent operation was on June 9th 2011, to fix holes in my intestines that were accidentley left after my colon was removed (my colon exploded after it had been recected four times) Right now I have an Illyectomy system that does not work correctly, it leaks blood, bile, puss, fecal liquid ect. and the plastic appliances do not work on me because my skin is so sensative from the Lupus. My medical exspenses are so astronomical even with Medicare and I struggle every month to pay my basic needs (rent, public service water copays ect) I was forced to retire at 23 my body deceided it just couldn't do it anymore, even though I worked very hard to put myself through college so that I could have a decent job that I enjoyed. Thank God that it does not take much to feed me, because the state of WI says that I do not qualify for food stamps or medical assistance, I make $4.oo a month too much. I am not asking for large donations, I know the ecomomy is bad and we are all struggling. What I am asking that when you balance your checking account that you round up to the nearest dollar and please donate the change. My goal is to collect enough money to see a special surgeon at Freodert Hospital in Milwaukee Wisconsin. He would like to see if he can help me have some kind of quality of life and end some of the suffering that I have been enduring for a long time . I would be happy if I even received a little relief. I don't remember what it is like to feel healthy, everyone in this life deserves at least a shot at it... If I am given the help that I need, I fully intend to open my home again as a safe house ( I am not able to do that now because of the leaking illeostmy ) and I would love to a foster mom to any child who needs a good loving and stable home. The way I am right now is horrible ( I have not left my home in over six months excluding doctor appointments) I do realize that some people use these sites for frivilous things and for scamming people. All that that I can do is to give my word that I promise to pay it forward. In my life I have been through an extraordinary amount of human suffering and it is a miracle that I am alive still to tell my story, and for that I am truly greatful and I am here still for a reason. It is not so bad to live without certain basic human needs, it's the having too that is very heartbreaking.

Sincerely,

Angela K. Baker

Hi my name is Danielle Gonzalez. Im 22 yrs old and just had my daughter Jaylynn Dejesus on November 22 of 2011(shes my 1st and only child). My boyfriends name is Julian Dejesus ,he's 21 yrs old. Julian is currently incarcertaed at the manhattan detention center in downtown manhattan, New york city. Julian is severally emotionally disturbed and suffers from anxiety as well he also has a diagnosis of minor adhd. .He was originally arrested for possesion with intention to sell. While he was awaiting the judge at the benches in court his ex lawyer(legal aid) had told he and I that he would be facing some serious time and she also stated to him that I was not coming to the courthouse which also would cause him to panic. Julian had paniced and try to flee from court. He is know charged with possession with intention to sell, assault on an officer(allegedly) and escape. His next court date is on jan 4th 2012. If it is possible for him to do an impatient program without any jailtime please help me get that for him.hes been in there sence he was arrested on December 1st. If theres is anything you can assist me with even if you can't personally help I'de really appreciate the guidance im really desprite and would like to do what ever I can to help him. Julian Is not a bad person this is his first offence and there kind of trying to throw away the key. He has so much more to offer and deserves a second chance at life to show everyone how wonderful of a person he can be. He had NO guidance what so ever as a young kid. No mother of father his grandmother is illiterate and the rest of his family are drug addicts. he grew up in a domestic violence home. he raised his self on the streets living from crack house to crack house.Im not asking for any pitty or any money im just asking for help and understanding, i want him to see there are good people out there who do care even without any attachments to a person. Please help me, I beg you!(his bail is 12,000) but i cannot afford that at all!!)please help meeee!!!any donations help pls

On January 5, 2011, My mom was admitted through emergency for bleeding out of her rectum. At first they thought it was hemorrhoids, and further testing detailed that it was colon cancer. On 1/6/11, without much consultation or time to process my mom was in surgery to remove part of her colon. They removed about a foot of her colon, then did more testing to see where the cancer was. My mom was diagnosed with stage IV cancer, after it had metastasized to her liver. This was an unfathomable diagnosis, as no-one in my family had ever been diagnosed with cancer. They gave my mom six months to live. I could not accept that, and went on a search to help cure my mom. First we went to Mayo Clinic, where they thought they could help. My mom and I traveled there solo, much like we’ve done everything else in our life. She had a liver resection, to remove part of the liver that had majority of the tumors in it.

There I was sitting there in the waiting room, feeling very alone, while the two expert surgeons told me what they had done, and knowing it was a band-aid, hoping to have extended her life. I rejected that then, and I reject it now. I believe God for a cure, and for them to find no traces of cancer in her body, and I receive that which I’ve asked for. She is scheduled to have another round of chemo to hopefully kill what is left. The medical expenses have become unbearable.

I have done tons of research, so much so that I had to start taking sleeping pills to sleep at night. I know that there are ways to help my mom beat this disease, and I think I have found someone who can help. Unfortunately, her treatment protocol is $5900/week, for a minimum of four weeks. My mom is on disability, and I am currently collecting unemployment, as it was too difficult to travel with mom, and hold down a regular job. I have written letters to churches, charities, etc. I have to do whatever I can for my mom, she is my best friend, my brother, my sister, and the only father I’ve ever known.

Absolutely anything would help. Thank you so much, I appreciate your time.

A Desperate Plea for HELP… Donations for Luxating Patella Surgery!


I have a Service Dog named FiFi who is a Medical Alert Dog.
My Service Dog has been diagnosed with an extreme case of Severe Bilateral Medical Luxating Patella, confirmed by two separate veterinarians, who consider it to be a chronic and serious medical condition. The grooves in her femurs, where the kneecaps are supposed to ride, are very shallow and have caused her kneecaps to slip out of socket to the inside of the legs. Her kneecaps cannot be manipulated back into place by hand.
She has developed the condition bilaterally, on both sides, her condition is at a Grade 5 out of 5 in both hind knees, which is the most severe, and she needs surgery ASAP on both limbs.

The Luxating Patellas are causing constant pain and discomfort, decreased energy level, tiring quickly, bony protuberances, bowlegged, crouching stance, swollen knees and joints, poor coordination, loss of balance, limited mobility, stiffness when walking, a change in posture, lack of appetite, and arthritis pain.
When she is able to walk she does so with one of her hind legs further out from her body, while the other affected limb is always being carried because it is much too painful to use. For the most part, she must balance her weight on her front legs as she walks, while holding her hindquarters off the ground, which is severely uncomfortable to say the least. She is no longer able to walk, or even stand on her left hind leg, and is not able to move it.

The recommendation is for her to have corrective surgery on both knees within 2 weeks. The surgeon advised that, if left untreated, the condition will worsen and may lead to rupture of the cruciate ligament as well as painful deformation of the leg bones as she continues to grow. The surgery involves deepening the trochlear groove and modifying the joint capsule to prevent the kneecap from slipping out. If there is significant deformation of the leg bones, they will have to be cut, realigned and pinned. She will have approximately 8 weeks of recovery time.

As you can imagine, this surgery will not be cheap. The estimated cost (at a reduced price) is approx. $1,900 to $2,000, per leg, not including pre-op lab work, post-op rechecks, X-rays, narcotic pain medicine, a custom-built Wheelchair for Toy Breeds (to help her get around), plus miscellaneous other medical supplies that she will need after surgery. The Wheelchair (as prescribed by her Veterinarian) must be ordered online and costs $249.00+ Tax + Shipping and Handling charges).

If FiFi does not get the surgery she needs she will be forced to live a life of constant pain with a permanent luxation that could develop into degenerative joint changes, bone deformities of the femur and tibia, and may not be able to walk ever again!

Any donation that you can make towards FiFi's surgery would be greatly appreciated!

FiFi is an adorable Toy Pomeranian with a Sweet and Loving Disposition; a Sparkling Personality and Magical Charm. She is very clever, well-mannered, and is unusually calm and quiet. She is one smart dog!
She has brought so much Joy and Blessing into my life; I can't ever imagine life without her! Wherever I go, FiFi brings out the best in people. I know she brings out the best in me. I have formed a special bond with FiFi. She is not only my Service Dog; she is also my Best Friend and part of my Family.

My dog is a Service Dog, and she's paid her dues. It is a lot of money, but my dog deserves it. She's only 7 years old.

If it were for me, I would not ask for help.

But it's for FiFi!

Thank you all in advance for your donations, prayers and support!!


P.S. I can provide good personal and veterinary references to testify that I am a loving and responsible pet parent. I can also provide medical documentation from FiFi’s Veterinarian to verify her diagnosis and medical condition.


• Monetary donations are gratefully accepted.
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Definition of Luxating Patella:

(Luxated Patellas are a congenital (present at birth) condition. The actual luxation may not be present at birth, but the structural changes which lead to luxation are present. A Luxating Patella, or Patellar Luxation, is a condition that involves the dislocation of the knee cap, where it rotates to either the inside or the outside of the leg. A Luxating Patella can result from a traumatic injury or from a birth defect, but it is primarily passed down through ancestral genes).
Grade IV. The Patella cannot be replaced manually, and the leg is carried or used in a crouching position. Extension of the stifle is virtually impossible. Tibial rotation is quite severe, resulting in a "bow legged" appearance.

My Illness

I am Kit Kaplan's sister. My name is Gigi Fredy and I first became ill over a year ago when I was diagnosed with emphysema. I was hospitalized frequently and lost my sales job because I could not produce. While in the hospital they found I had non-drinkers cirrhosis of the liver (a family illness which killed my cousin recently).

I also have painful cirrhotic arthritis, diabetes, and now a serious heart condition from stress. My ribs are fracturing and I may have bone cancer.  It seems like every week I have another diagnosis, most of which can kill me.

I am Raising a Disabled Child

My daughter Ashley is 19 and and has a 16 month old son Kingston. She became extremely unstable after his birth. Ashley has struggled with physical and mental illness on and off since her childhood and has been in 10 institutions since the baby was born. She gets overwhelmed easy and is afraid of losing me so she has begun to have small mental breakdowns that land her in the psychiatric ward.

The stress of raising Ashley alone has taken a toll on me over the years and now I am primary caregiver for the baby who exhausts me and I fear we will have to give him up.

We live week to week on gifts from friends and family, always fearing eviction. Our family has said they have no more to give. We have no car and my daughter cannot get to her treatment program so we are stuck inside most of the time as it is very hot here.

I applied for disability and Ashley also has a strong disability case. Will be able to support ourselves then but we don't know when it will happen.

In the meantime, we are living hand to mouth running out of diapers and food and almost got evicted last month. I am exhausted and terrified. We are afraid we will have to give up the baby and move to a shelter. I don't know how my life got this bad but it did.

You can help!

It is hard for me having supported myself since I was 15 to now have to live on the goodness of others. I need your help. Please donate what you can. Even $25 will pay for diapers for the month. $100 pays a utility bill. Our monthly expenses are $1800, give what you can.

God bless you.
Gigi Fredy, Ashley and Kingston

My name is Gigi and I became ill over a year ago when I was diagnosed with emphysema. I was hospitalized frequently for lung related issues before they found it and lost my sales job because I could not produce . While in the hospital they found I had non-drinkers cirrhosis of the liver (which killed my cousin recently). I also have painful cirrhotic arthritis, diabetes, IBS and now a serious heart condition from stress. My ribs are fracturing and I may have bone cancer. It seems like every week I have another diagnosis, many that can kill me.

My daughter Ashley is 19 and and has a 16 month old son named Kingston. She became extremely unstable after his birth. Ashley has struggled with physical and mental illness on and off since her childhood and has been in 9 institutions since the baby was born.

The stress of raising Ashley alone has taken a toll on me over the years and now I am primary caregiver for the baby who exhausts me and I fear we will have to give him up.

We live week to week on gifts from family, always fearing eviction. Our family has said they have no more to give. We have no car and my daughter cannot get to her treatment program so we are stuck inside most of the time as it is very hot here.

I applied for disability and Ashley also has a strong disability case.

Will be able to support ourselves but we don't know when.

In the meantime, we are living hand to mouth running out of diapers and food and almost got evicted last month. I am exhausted and terrified. We have no more friends or family to go to. We are afraid we will have to give up the baby and move to a shelter. I don't know how my life got this bad but it did.

Please help us with rent. We need $900

This is not a scam I am happy to talk to you. fredy5810@gmail.com

My name is Gigi and I became ill over a year ago when I was diagnosed with emphysema. I was hospitalized frequently for lung related issues before they found it and lost my sales job because I could not produce . While in the hospital they found I had non-drinkers cirrhosis of the liver (which killed my cousin recently). I also have painful cirrhotic arthritis, diabetes, IBS and now a serious heart condition from stress. My ribs are fracturing and I may have bone cancer. It seems like every week I have another diagnosis, many that can kill me.

My daughter Ashley is 19 and and has a 16 month old son named Kingston. She became extremely unstable after his birth. Ashley has struggled with physical and mental illness on and off since her childhood and has been in 9 institutions since the baby was born.

The stress of raising Ashley alone has taken a toll on me over the years and now I am primary caregiver for the baby who exhausts me and I fear we will have to give him up.

We live week to week on gifts from family, always fearing eviction. Our family has said they have no more to give. We have no car and my daughter cannot get to her treatment program so we are stuck inside most of the time as it is very hot here.

I applied for disability and Ashley also has a strong disability case.

Will be able to support ourselves but we don't know when.

In the meantime, we are living hand to mouth running out of diapers and food and almost got evicted last month. I am exhausted and terrified. We have no more friends or family to go to. We are afraid we will have to give up the baby and move to a shelter. I don't know how my life got this bad but it did.

Please help us with rent. We need $900

This is not a scam I am happy to talk to you. fredy5810@gmail.com

My name is Gigi and I became ill over a year ago when I was diagnosed with emphysema. I was hospitalized frequently for lung related issues before they found it and lost my sales job because I could not produce . While in the hospital they found I had non-drinkers cirrhosis of the liver (which killed my cousin recently). I also have painful cirrhotic arthritis, diabetes, IBS and now a serious heart condition from stress. My ribs are fracturing and I may have bone cancer. It seems like every week I have another diagnosis, many that can kill me.

My daughter Ashley is 19 and and has a 16 month old son named Kingston. She became extremely unstable after his birth. Ashley has struggled with physical and mental illness on and off since her childhood and has been in 9 institutions since the baby was born.

The stress of raising Ashley alone has taken a toll on me over the years and now I am primary caregiver for the baby who exhausts me and I fear we will have to give him up.

We live week to week on gifts from family, always fearing eviction. Our family has said they have no more to give. We have no car and my daughter cannot get to her treatment program so we are stuck inside most of the time as it is very hot here.

I applied for disability and Ashley also has a strong disability case.

Will be able to support ourselves but we don't know when.

In the meantime, we are living hand to mouth running out of diapers and food and almost got evicted last month. I am exhausted and terrified. We have no more friends or family to go to. We are afraid we will have to give up the baby and move to a shelter. I don't know how my life got this bad but it did.

Please help us with rent. We need $900

This is not a scam I am happy to talk to you. fredy5810@gmail.com

Dear Friends,

My name is Gigi and I became ill over a year ago when I was diagnosed with emphysema. I was hospitalized frequently for lung related issues before they found it and lost my sales job because I could not produce . While in the hospital they found I had non-drinkers cirrhosis of the liver (which killed my cousin recently). I also have painful cirrhotic arthritis, diabetes, IBS and now a serious heart condition from stress. My ribs are fracturing and I may have bone cancer. It seems like every week I have another diagnosis, many that can kill me.

My daughter Ashley is 19 and and has a 16 month old son named Kingston. She became extremely unstable after his birth. Ashley has struggled with physical and mental illness on and off since her childhood and has been in 9 institutions since the baby was born.

The stress of raising Ashley alone has taken a toll on me over the years and now I am primary caregiver for the baby who exhausts me and I fear we will have to give him up.

We live week to week on gifts from family, always fearing eviction. Our family has said they have no more to give. We have no car and my daughter cannot get to her treatment program so we are stuck inside most of the time as it is very hot here.

I applied for disability and Ashley also has a strong disability case.

Will be able to support ourselves but we don't know when.

In the meantime, we are living hand to mouth running out of diapers and food and almost got evicted this month. I am exhausted and terrified. We have no more friends or family to go to. We are afraid we will have to give up the baby and move to a shelter. I don't know how my life got this bad but it did.

Please help us.

I will be happy to talk to you about out situation. fredy5810@gmail.com

Thank you for taking the time to read my request. I am 60 year old disabled senior citizen; because of my abuse as a child I have been unable to function around people and society. Because of my age and so much abuse I am unable to work in the community. I don't make enough money to have insurance on my car, to pay the rent, utilities or phone. Because of my age no one will hire me. I have post traumatic stress disorder from the abuse as a child. I also am diagnosed bipolar. I have a pituitary brain tumor and have equilibrium problems which make life unbearable at times. I am currently on a 3 medications but my insurance does not cover all of my diagnosis. I would be very grateful to any help that you can give. a dollar or five it doesn't matter to me. I appreciate anything. thank you.

My name is Missy. I am a 49 year old struggling grandmother of 3 sweet, beautiful boys, ages 5, 7 and 8. I am trying desperately to save and protect my grandsons and ensure their futures. I would not ask help if it were only for me. I am asking for help for them, so that my 3 innocent little grandsons will be safe, secure and have a chance in life. As things stand right now, we will be homeless within the next 2 weeks.
My greatest fear is that when (not if) I do become homeless, which isn’t that far off, the state will take my grandsons because we have no place to live, split them up and put them in foster homes. That thought scares the hell out of me. I am all those sweet little boys have. And if they lose each other too, after losing everyone and everything else that they known and loved, I fear their lives will be ruined at the tender ages of 5, 7 and 8.
I suffer from PTSD, COPD and fibromyalgia and each day I struggle with mental distress and physical pain. We live near the New Orleans Metro Area in Jefferson Parish, Louisiana. We were displaced for a year after Hurricane Katrina, came back, bought a mobile home in Lafitte, Louisiana and tried to rebuild our lives. In 2008, when Hurricanes Gustav and Ike hit us back to back, our home was flooded with more than 4 feet of water; unreachable, except by boat for over 2 weeks.
At that time, my mother, age 75, had been experiencing the beginning stages of Alzheimer’s as well as a series of strokes which affected the memory and impulse control centers of her brain due to a vascular disease which severely decreased the flow of blood to those areas of her brain. During these TIA’s and small strokes/seizures, she behaved erratically and during larger ones she could become paranoid and psychotic. She had to be hospitalized for several of the more severe episodes, as she was becoming a danger to herself and others. The effects of these episodes lingered for days, sometimes weeks. Afterwards, she had no memory of anything that happened during that time period.
After the storms, we moved in with my mother to help her and because we did, FEMA stopped helping us. And since we could not afford to rebuild again without FEMA’s help, we lost our home. The recent BP oil spill was just another deep blow to our already struggling local economy.
Mom required 24/7/365 assistance and supervision, which she could not afford. She was eventually diagnosed with vascular disease of the brain and Alzheimer’s. Due to the region of her brain that was affected her disease went unnoticed for several years, until she had a large enough stroke to prompt her to seek medical attention. This diagnosis explained her erratic behavior of the past several years, I have since been homebound, unable to leave mom untended for any length of time and unable to work outside the home due to my mother’s need for the past 3 years.
My mother passed away this past April at the age of 79. She had suffered from Alzheimer's and vascular dementia, suffering several major and minor strokes and seizures over the past 6+ years. On April 9th she suffered a massive stroke, lingering for 9 days before passing on the 18th. God rest her soul, I miss her. I loved my mom very much and did everything I could to help her.
To add to the difficulties already faced by our loss, my youngest daughter, who had been living in Ohio with what turned out to be a conman/ junkie twice her age that saw a vulnerable young woman with 3 children and took advantage of that fact, had been physically, verbally and emotionally abusive to all of them for the past 1½ years. 2 weeks before Mom passed, she got in major legal trouble in Ohio and sent my 3 young grandsons to me to raise.
Now, things have turned for the worst... On August 17th we discovered that my eldest daughter took my mother to an attorney and had her write a will leaving everything my mother had to her and excluding me! This abominable act was done 1 month after Hurricane Katrina when ALL of us were distraught and displaced from the storm! My mom was not in her right mind at that time, even though a full diagnosis had not yet been made on her true condition.... Also, in Louisiana, the bar for mental competency is set so low that so long as you are not actively drooling and babbling in front of the judge/attorney/witnesses you are considered competent!! It doesn’t matter if you won’t remember doing it five minutes later either. My mother, in her right mind, would NEVER have disinherited me.
Now, my greedy, self-serving, ungrateful eldest child decided that she will evict us so she can try to sell my mother's home, in which I and my grandsons, her nephews still live, so she can pay off mom's debt, which she exaggerates, and her student loans. She is fully aware of our circumstances, she just doesn’t care. The only transportation I have for my grandsons is the truck my mom gave me before her death, but did not have the money to transfer title on. It is now part of mom’s estate and she took that too.
I called the Clerk in division where probate/ succession on my mom were filed... Clerk said that I need an attorney to file contest to the will, herein lies the problem... there is not 1 single legal aid agency in the ENTIRE New Orleans Metro area that can handle a contested will!! There are also no private attorneys that will handle it either, unless there's big money in it for them, which in this case there is not.
Clerk also said she has no idea why I was never notified. Judge signed off regardless. There seems to be no justice for the poor in this country... since we can't afford to pay the exorbitant fees of a private attorney, which seems to be a necessity to get anything done in the courts. I have tried appealing to my daughter’s sense of decency, but she doesn’t seem to have one. Her actions are despicable and deplorable. I am ashamed to be her mother. It breaks my heart and sickens me to know that I brought such a hateful, selfish, greedy, heartless person into this world. I did not raise her to be that way.
I've called every single legal aid agency in my area; including the Bar Assoc. Lawyer referral service... no one will help because there just isn't any money in it for them... sad state this country is in when the poor cannot get justice anywhere.
We were told by the eviction court judge on Sept 12th, that we have 24 hours to vacate our home... stating that our situation is a matter for probate court. Thankfully, we found a place, however, we still need about $800.00 more to pay the $420.00 we still owe our new landlord to avoid eviction from this new place by the 5th of October plus $365.00 to the light company which will be past due (cut off)on the 7th and includes a new deposit and transfer fee.

I've also called churches and other charitable organizations for help... there are so many families in need in the New Orleans metro area that any help is minimal. ALL homeless shelters are full up with waiting lists so long they are no longer taking applications for assistance.
I have applied for Section 8 housing, but there is a HUGE waiting list. The HUD Section 8 waiting list in Louisiana is backlogged 5+ years and has more than 20,000 applicants still waiting for vouchers, many of whom are currently homeless. They are not accepting any new applicants.
I have contacted EVERY charitable and public/community service agency that I can think of for help... none has been forthcoming as of yet..... Is there ANYONE out there with a heart who can and will help us? I have nowhere else to turn.
I’ve spent days seeking legal help... bottom line... none available... so since if my defense is denied and I can't fight the eviction then we are out on the streets with nowhere to go.
My nerves are shot; the house hunt is not going well.
I am hurt by my daughter’s actions and so sickened over all of this mess that I can barely think straight. I cry myself to sleep every night and awake with tears in my eyes and a rock in the pit of my stomach. Yet I dry them and try to be strong and act as if everything is normal for my grandsons who need me now more than ever. I still haven’t had time to grieve my mother’s death.
We are now faced with trying to find alternate housing that we can afford on the $840.00 a month income that I receive in Kinship Care for my grandsons. Fat chance in this over-priced rental market. Even a 1 bedroom apartment in Crack Alley goes for more than my income in this post-Katrina/Gustav/Ike market.
And it's starting to look like me and my grandsons will be homeless very soon... by the end of the 1st week in October.
Their mother is in prison and their deadbeat, psycho father hasn't been seen in almost 2 years, ever since he beat the hell out of his girlfriend, killed their little dog in front of my boys, stole and trashed her car and ended up in a mental hospital wanting to kill himself... my babies have had enough grief and loss in their lives... they need love, help and compassion.... and a decent place to live... soon!
We’re trying to stay in this area because my boyfriend of 11 years, and my only help, has an elderly, widowed mother who needs his help too. And we are all she has. She cannot take us in because her trailer is very small and there is no room for 5 more people in it.
Work is also scarce and hard to find in the New Orleans metro area due to the huge influx of big out of state companies with their out of state workers getting all of the bigger jobs and contracts and the even larger influx of foreign laborers so severely underbidding the smaller construction jobs, cutting local workers and sub-contractors, like my boyfriend, right out of the job market. Every day he goes out hunting for work taking any job offered.
I have prayed on this so hard and so often since this mess all began. I have put my burden in Jesus' Hands. For He is the only one that can save us. I can only hope that he sends us Angels to deliver us soon, for without help from someone, somewhere here on earth we are lost. I feel so lost and utterly alone... this truly is my darkest hour.
If there is ANYONE out there who can offer assistance, legal, residential, financial, whatever help you can give... please contact me ASAP. I have exhausted all available resources.
Right now, I can barely afford toilet paper to wipe our butts with.
We are thankful and grateful for the help we have received from 5 of my 267 facebook friends, our local churches and the 2nd Harvest Food Bank, as well as some assistance on our utility bill from our local community action organization. That meager help has helped us survive thus far, but our resources are nearly spent. Please have mercy on us and donate whatever you can to help me save my family. If enough people with a heart and some compassion give up just 1 cup of Latte from Starbucks and donate to help save us, we will be able to make it… small donations add up and every little bit helps.
Thank you for listening to my problems and for your consideration of my plight.
May God Bless you tenfold for any help you send us.
Proverbs 3: 3-7
Let not mercy and truth forsakes you; bind them around your neck, write them on the tablet of your heart,
And so find favor and high esteem in the sight of God and man.
Trust in the Lord with all your heart, and lean not on your own understanding.
In all your ways acknowledge Him, and He shall direct your paths.

I am a 32 year old working mom of three beautiful children and I have the most wonderful husband anyone could ask for. We have the perfect mid-west life. We both work full time (and enjoy what we do), have a nice home, we're able to afford some luxuries in life although in moderation, that is enough for me. I enjoy cooking, and entertaining in my time off from work, and spending family time with my kids, parents, and neighbors. My children are Jordon (age 13), Logan (age 10), and Brianna (age 9). The kids are active in sports, and in our small community we are well known, and frequently can be seen volunteering at community events, church, and our local high school, of which we are both alumni. I live less than two miles from the home I grew up in. Sounds perfect if you ask me.

On February 18th, 2011 our son Logan (age 10) was diagnosed with a large brain tumor. He was not having many symptoms only occasional headaches. I was concerned that he may have been developing migraines and so I took him to see our family physician. His physical exam was normal including a rather thorough neurological exam. Dr. Arntz agreed with my initial thought and prescribed him some migraine medication. What a relief! He asked us to get a CT scan of Logan's head only as a precaution and he even stated that he didn't think there was any real concern, just a precaution. 5 days later, we were heading to the University of Michigan; Mott's childrens hospital because his precautionary CT scan had confirmed the worst for us. A 6 cm brain tumor in the posterior fossa of Logan's brain. Causing the cerebral spinal fluid to back up and create pressure in his head (hence the headaches).

Before leaving the house for the hospital we gave Logan a brief description of the problem, and explained to him that we didn't know what was going to happen next but we were going to the hospital to find out. You could see the worry on him but he was tough, shrugged his shoulders and said, "Well, I guess I better call it something, I think I'll name it Steve." So off we went, notifying family on the way to the hospital, and completely sick to my stomach.

Three days later we would embark on the scariest days of my life. Logan was promptly scheduled for surgery the following Monday and we were told there was a high probability that the tumor was cancerous. Dr. Cormac Maher performed 14 hours of brain surgery on Logan on Monday February 21st, and confirmed our fears that Logan indeed had a cancerous brain tumor called medulloblastoma. Then more bad news the post operative MRI showed that they had been able to remove all of the tumor and Logan would need more surgery. The next day he underwent another 6 hours of brain surgery. We caught it early but based on where the tumor sat he may not be able to talk or walk normally for 3-6 months. Lucky for us he talks and walks very well all things considered. But there has been radiation therapy and chemo therapy will continue until February or March of next year. There is a 75-80% chance of survivability, I feel blessed with those odds.

Logan is doing very well but this situation has put an incredible financial burden on us. I am falling behind on bills and need help. Andy is working constantly and I even started a second job on the weekends to try to help supplement the lost income from prescriptions, gas to and from the hospital, and just having to take time off work for appointments and Logan's sick days... I don't know what else to do. The banks have tried thankfully to work with us but our circumstance is not going to change for quite awhile longer. Our family's do not have a lot of money, and have already tried to help so much that I think it may be putting a strain on them as well. The church sends gas cards occasionally but there is just not enough to keep us going for the next year.

Here' s the kicker, Logan started his own Relay for Life team. I had taken him to a local expo about 3 weeks after he had been discharged from the hospital because I thought it would be good exercise for him to walk around and there would be lot's to look at, and there was a booth for the American Cancer Society. He walked up to the lady at the booth and he said " How old do you have to be to have a team?" She signed him up on the spot. Logan Bailey's Super Survivors have raised $8300.00 for the American Cancer Society! He's only a little more than $1600.00 away from his goal of raising $10000.00 for the Relay for Life. We've held auctions, bake sales, and concerts. It's been a wonderful distraction for him and he is super excited about reaching that fund-raising goal. We have asked our friends to contribute to his goals in lieu of giving us personal financial assistance. It's more important to me that his endeavors to do more for others, are successful.

We cannot change Logan's circumstance. He will always be a brain cancer survivor, and I will forever be a medullo-mom. But, if we can make this even minutely easier for others having to face it after us then we will do it. Logan donated "Steve the brain tumor" to medical research and he volunteered to participate in a medical research trial for his treatments. We hope that the money raised for the American Cancer Society will make a difference in research and support for anyone suffering with a cancer diagnosis. We hope that the research will make the work of wonderful, selfless, people like Dr. Maher and his team easier and more successful. If I had been diagnosed with this same type of cancer at the age of ten it would have been a terminal diagnosis... the research is working!!

I need help, I need financial help for my family so that we can stop the worrying over finances and concentrate on bringing our entire family through this successfully looking at it in a positive light and remembering that we did it with hearts full of love and with others in mind. Logan is a truly remarkable child and I am so proud of him. I anxiously await your response Thank you for your consideration.

Logan Bailey's Biggest Fan!!

My Story

Please help us. I have been unemployed for a while, diagnosis with bipolar I with psychotic features and missing money for house rent.
We hope someone might be nice to help a small family. We are 2 adults and a daughter.
We rent an apartment and have almost no money for food anymore.
We need approximately $8000.
I hope someone will help with parts or the whole amount. We thank you so much for all the gifts that are given.

Greetings from a small family.

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Please help us. I have been unemployed for a while, diagnosis with bipolar I with psychotic features and missing money for house rent.
We hope someone might be nice to help a small family. We are 2 adults and a daughter.
We rent an apartment and have almost no money for food anymore.
We need approximately $8000.
I hope someone will help with parts or the whole amount. We thank you so much for all the gifts that are given.

Greetings from a small family.

My mother,Delores Chavez,was diagnosed with bladder cancer in January 2011. It was a late stage diagnosis which she lost the battle on August 30th 2011. This is a very difficult time for us, not only are we grieved with loss of our wonderful mom but it's harder to lay her to rest due to our financial difficulties. Thru the process of her illness we the family thought the insurance payments were being deducted directly from mom's account but it was not. We lost our baby brother 3 yrs ago and he also had no insurance to cover cost of his burial and mom had not recovered mentally from that loss. This is what caused mom more illness and forgetfulness of insurance payments. Our family is having serious financial problems and no insurance. Many times death is a sudden event and we are certaintly experiencing suffering thru this. If anyone with a kind heart would like to make monetary donations to help bury my mom it can be sent to the White Funeral Home, 12804 Nicollet Ave.,Burnsville,MN. 55337.

Thank you and God Bless
The Chavez Family

I am a 49 year old struggling grandmother of 3 sweet, beautiful boys, ages 5, 7 and 8. I am desperately trying to save and protect my grandsons and ensure their futures. I would not ask help if it were only for me. I am asking for help for them, so that my 3 innocent little grandsons will be safe, secure and have a chance in life. As things stand right now, we will be homeless within the next 2 weeks.
My greatest fear is that when (not if) I do become homeless, which isn’t that far off, the state will take my grandsons because we have no place to live, split them up and put them in foster homes. That thought scares the hell out of me. I am all those sweet little boys have. And if they lose each other too, after losing everyone and everything else that they known and loved, I fear their lives will be ruined at the tender ages of 5, 7 and 8.
I suffer from COPD and fibromyalgia and each day I struggle with physical pain. We live near the New Orleans Metro Area in Jefferson Parish, Louisiana. We were displaced for a year after Hurricane Katrina, came back, bought a mobile home in Lafitte, Louisiana and tried to rebuild our lives. In 2008, when Hurricanes Gustav and Ike hit us back to back, our home was flooded with more than 4 feet of water; unreachable, except by boat for over 2 weeks.
At that time, my mother, age 75, had been experiencing the beginning stages of Alzheimer’s as well as a series of strokes which affected the memory and impulse control centers of her brain due to a vascular disease which severely decreased the flow of blood to those areas of her brain. During these TIA’s and small strokes/seizures, she behaved erratically and during larger ones she could become paranoid and psychotic. She had to be hospitalized for several of the more severe episodes, as she was becoming a danger to herself and others. The effects of these “episodes” lingered for days, sometimes weeks. Afterwards, she had no memory of anything that happened during that time period.
After the storms, we moved in with my mother to help her and because we did, FEMA stopped helping us. And since we could not afford to rebuild again without FEMA’s help, we lost our home. The recent BP oil spill was just another deep blow to our already struggling local economy.
She required 24/7/365 assistance and supervision, which she could not afford. She was eventually diagnosed with vascular disease of the brain and Alzheimer’s. Due to the region of her brain that was affected her disease went unnoticed for several years, until she had a large enough stroke to prompt her to seek medical attention. This diagnosis explained her erratic behavior of the past several years, I have since been homebound, unable to leave mom untended for any length of time and unable to work outside the home due to my mother’s need for the past 3 years.
My mother passed away this past April at the age of 79. She had suffered from Alzheimer's and vascular dementia, suffering several major and minor strokes and seizures over the past 6+ years. On April 9th she suffered a massive stroke, lingering for 9 days before passing on the 18th. God rest her soul, I miss her. I loved my mom very much and did everything I could to help her.
To add to the difficulties already faced by our loss, my youngest daughter, who had been living in Ohio with what turned out to be a conman/ junkie twice her age that saw a vulnerable young woman with 3 children and took advantage of that fact, had been physically, verbally and emotionally abusive to all of them for the past 1 ½ years. 2 weeks before Mom passed, she got in major legal trouble in Ohio and sent my 3 young grandsons to me to raise.
Now, things have turned for the worst... On August 17th we discovered that my eldest daughter took my mother to an attorney and had her write a will leaving everything my mother had to her and excluding me! This abominable act was done 1 month after Hurricane Katrina when ALL of us were distraught and displaced from the storm! My mom was not in her right mind at that time, even though a full diagnosis had not yet been made on her true condition.... Also, in Louisiana, the bar for mental competency is set so low that so long as you are not actively drooling and babbling in front of the judge/attorney/witnesses you are considered competent!! It doesn’t matter if you won’t remember doing it five minutes later either.
Now, my greedy, self-serving, ungrateful eldest child has decided that she will evict us so she can try to sell my mother's home, in which I and my grandsons, her nephews still live, so she can pay off mom's debt, which she exaggerates, and her student loans. She is fully aware of our circumstances… she just doesn’t care. The only transportation I have for my grandsons is the truck my mom gave me before her death, but did not have the money to transfer title on. It is now part of mom’s estate and she wants that too.
I called the Clerk in division where probate/ succession on my mom were filed... Clerk said that I need an attorney to file contest to the will… herein lies the problem... there is not 1 single legal aid agency in the ENTIRE New Orleans Metro area that can handle a contested will!! There are also no private attorneys that will handle it either, unless there's big money in it for them, which in this case there is not.
Clerk also said she has no idea why I was never notified… Judge signed off regardless. There seems to be no justice for the poor in this country... since we can't afford to pay the exorbitant fees of a private attorney, which seems to be a necessity to get anything done in the courts.
I received a 10 day "Notice to Vacate" posted on the door August 24, 2011. My daughter wants immediate possession of the property she manipulated/unduly influenced my mentally ill mother into willing to her barely 1 month after Hurricane Katrina. I don't know where we will go. I will have enough money on September 3rd to pay either 1 month's rent or the deposit, but can't raise both in time I have left. I also have the added expenses of my regular utility bills and new expenses for the transfer of utility services and/or deposits, and transportation. So I need to raise about $2000.00 within the coming 2 week period.
I have tried appealing to my daughter’s sense of decency, but she doesn’t seem to have one. Her actions are despicable and deplorable. I am ashamed to be her mother. It breaks my heart and sickens me to know that I brought such a hateful, selfish, greedy, heartless person into this world. I did not raise her to be that way.
I've called every single legal aid agency in my area; including the Bar Assoc. Lawyer referral service... no one will help because there just isn't any money in it for them... sad state this country is in when the poor cannot get justice anywhere.
I've also called churches and other charitable organizations for help... there are so many families in need in the New Orleans metro area that any help is minimal. ALL homeless shelters are full up with waiting lists so long they are no longer taking applications for assistance.
I have applied for Section 8 housing, but there is a HUGE waiting list. The HUD Section 8 waiting list in Louisiana is backlogged 5+ years and has more than 20,000 applicants still waiting for vouchers, many of whom are currently homeless. They are not accepting any new applicants.
I have contacted EVERY charitable and public/community service agency that I can think of for help... none has been forthcoming as of yet..... Is there ANYONE out there with a heart who can and will help us? I have nowhere else to turn.
I’ve spent days seeking legal help... bottom line... none available... so since if my defense is denied and I can't fight the eviction then we are out on the streets with nowhere to go.
My nerves are shot; the house hunt is not going well.
I am hurt by my daughter’s actions and so sickened over all of this mess that I can barely think straight. I cry myself to sleep every night and awake with tears in my eyes and a rock in the pit of my stomach. Yet I dry them and try to be strong and act as if everything is normal for my grandsons who need me now more than ever. I still haven’t had time to grieve my mother’s death.
We are now faced with trying to find alternate housing that we can afford on the $840.00 a month income that I receive in Kinship Care for my grandsons. Fat chance in this over-priced rental market. Even a 1 bedroom apartment in “Crack Alley” goes for more than my income in this post-Katrina/Gustav/Ike market.
And it's starting to look like me and my grandsons will be homeless very soon... by the end of the 1st week in September.
Their mother is in prison and their deadbeat, psycho father hasn't been seen in almost 2 years, ever since he beat the hell out of his girlfriend, killed their little dog in front of my boys, stole and trashed her car and ended up in a mental hospital wanting to kill himself... my babies have had enough grief and loss in their lives... they need love, help and compassion.... and a decent place to live... soon!
We’re trying to stay in this area because my boyfriend of 11 years, and my only help, has an elderly, widowed mother who needs his help too. And we are all she has. She cannot take us in because her trailer is very small and there is no room for 5 more people in it.
Work is also scarce and hard to find in the New Orleans metro area due to the huge influx of big out of state companies with their out of state workers getting all of the bigger jobs and contracts and the even larger influx of foreign laborers so severely underbidding the smaller construction jobs, cutting local workers and sub-contractors, like my boyfriend, right out of the job market. Every day he goes out hunting for work taking any job offered.
I have prayed on this so hard and so often since this mess all began. I have put my burden in Jesus' Hands. For He is the only one that can save us. I can only hope that he sends us an Angel to deliver us soon, for without help from someone, somewhere here on earth we are lost. I feel so lost and utterly alone... this truly is my darkest hour.
If there is ANYONE out there who can offer assistance, legal, residential, financial, whatever help you can give... please contact me ASAP. I have exhausted all available resources.
I need at least 2 bedrooms in a safe neighborhood... my total income is $840.00 per month... Right now, I can barely afford toilet paper to wipe our butts with.
We are thankful and grateful for the help we have received from our local churches and the 2nd Harvest Food Bank, as well as some assistance on our utility bill from our local community action organization. That meager help has helped us survive thus far, but our resources are nearly spent. Please have mercy on us and donate whatever you can to help me save my family… every little bit helps.
Thank you for listening to my problems and for your consideration of my plight.
May God Bless you tenfold for any help you send us.
Proverbs 3: 3-7
Let not mercy and truth forsakes you; bind them around your neck, write them on the tablet of your heart,
And so find favor and high esteem in the sight of God and man.
Trust in the Lord with all your heart, and lean not on your own understanding.
In all your ways acknowledge Him, and He shall direct your paths.