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My kid brother is a 29 year old who is dieing from End Stage Kidney Decease. His Dr said the following:
that he is terminal, he needs help and I need help to provide for him as he has no income and can not work. He has been staying with me since just before Christmas(about three months after he was diagnosed), He spends most of his day dealing with hospitals and the nights going to dialysis treatments then back home. he is applying for SSI and SSD but still no word as of yet. In the mean time I need help to purchase the medical equipment his doctors have required him to have at home, also we need clothing for him as the last 3 clothing banks I have gone to near our home have had nothing his size. His diet is a dialectic renal diet and I can no longer afford to provide foods that meet it's stringent standards with out help. He dose not qualify for pre-SSI as he has no children. We have tried everything and now must resort to begging for help. We need a bed, bedding, a Fridge, clothing, activities(Batman themed), food, a new kidney would be nice. The list goes on, Please help If you can I can provide letters from his DR as proof.
This has put a strain on all of us both physically and emotionally But I love my kid brother our parents are dead so we have no one to turn to.

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Melissa

My kid brother is a 29 year old who is dieing from End Stage Kidney Decease. His Dr said the following:
that he is terminal, he needs help and I need help to provide for him as he has no income and can not work. He has been staying with me since just before Christmas(about three months after he was diagnosed), He spends most of his day dealing with hospitals and the nights going to dialysis treatments then back home. he is applying for SSI and SSD but still no word as of yet. In the mean time I need help to purchase the medical equipment his doctors have required him to have at home, also we need clothing for him as the last 3 clothing banks I have gone to near our home have had nothing his size. His diet is a dialectic renal diet and I can no longer afford to provide foods that meet it's stringent standards with out help. He dose not qualify for pre-SSI as he has no children. We have tried everything and now must resort to begging for help. We need a bed, bedding, a Fridge, clothing, activities(Batman themed), food, a new kidney would be nice. The list goes on, Please help If you can I can provide letters from his DR as proof.
This has put a strain on all of us both physically and emotionally But I love my kid brother our parents are dead so we have no one to turn to.

Email me @ angelswings2@yahoo.com
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Melissa

My kid brother is a 29 year old who is dieing from End Stage Kidney Decease. His Dr said the following:
that he is terminal, he needs help and I need help to provide for him as he has no income and can not work. He has been staying with me since just before Christmas(about three months after he was diagnosed), He spends most of his day dealing with hospitals and the nights going to dialysis treatments then back home. he is applying for SSI and SSD but still no word as of yet. In the mean time I need help to purchase the medical equipment his doctors have required him to have at home, also we need clothing for him as the last 3 clothing banks I have gone to near our home have had nothing his size. His diet is a dialectic renal diet and I can no longer afford to provide foods that meet it's stringent standards with out help. He dose not qualify for pre-SSI as he has no children. We have tried everything and now must resort to begging for help. We need a bed, bedding, a Fridge, clothing, activities(Batman themed), food, a new kidney would be nice. The list goes on, Please help If you can I can provide letters from his DR as proof.
This has put a strain on all of us both physically and emotionally But I love my kid brother our parents are dead so we have no one to turn to.

Email me @ angelswings2@yahoo.com
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Melissa

I'll try not to take so long with this or beat around the bush. I'm 21 years old girl who is barely getting by from day by day due to lack of funds. I live with my mother and father, both of which are elderly and have their own health issues. Together each month we are able to pull together enough to feed us and keep a roof over our head. We owe a lot of money to hospitals for my parent's numerous trips there within the last few years. Any monetary help would be greatly appreciated. I'm not begging, I'm asking for someone who is in the finical comfort to help to please consider helping out my family.

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 have 55 years I live in Poland. For many years of my family lived in peacefully and without any problems. Everything has changed when my son Adrian years 4, 5 sick of cancer, despite all efforts after year to combat child died of his life, our life after the States, has faith in sense of life,
Its wave problems on my feet was needed knee operation and use prostheses now awaits me also operation other legs and the knee prosthesis, my wife is after heart operation because it had a hole between chambers, after the recent studies have been found that it will be needed to be able to heart starter normally
Live. By our disease we are not in stsnie work, we only with small benefits. We have not yet son which is 17 years and the computer to school. We are often lacking in its science and our accounts payable and even in the food. Please even very small financial assistance
That could be somehow live. If someone wants to everything that I write I confirmation of the hospitals and from doctors would welcome all. Never in life anyone about nothing not my because it is not a pleasant but the situation in which it is my family forces me to this. The top thank you for any even
Small aid. I wish to no one was not such as life I. Thank you very much

I have 55 years I live in Poland. For many years of my family lived in peacefully and without any problems. Everything has changed when my son Adrian years 4, 5 sick of cancer, despite all efforts after year to combat child died of his life, our life after the States, has faith in sense of life,
Its wave problems on my feet was needed knee operation and use prostheses now awaits me also operation other legs and the knee prosthesis, my wife is after heart operation because it had a hole between chambers, after the recent studies have been found that it will be needed to be able to heart starter normally
Live. By our disease we are not in stsnie work, we only with small benefits. We have not yet son which is 17 years and the computer to school. We are often lacking in its science and our accounts payable and even in the food. Please even very small financial assistance
That could be somehow live. If someone wants to everything that I write I confirmation of the hospitals and from doctors would welcome all. Never in life anyone about nothing not my because it is not a pleasant but the situation in which it is my family forces me to this. The top thank you for any even
Small aid. I wish to no one was not such as life I. Thank you very much

I have 55 years I live in Poland. For many years of my family lived in peacefully and without any problems. Everything has changed when my son Adrian years 4, 5 sick of cancer, despite all efforts after year to combat child died of his life, our life after the States, has faith in sense of life,
Its wave problems on my feet was needed knee operation and use prostheses now awaits me also operation other legs and the knee prosthesis, my wife is after heart operation because it had a hole between chambers, after the recent studies have been found that it will be needed to be able to heart starter normally
Live. By our disease we are not in stsnie work, we only with small benefits. We have not yet son which is 17 years and the computer to school. We are often lacking in its science and our accounts payable and even in the food. Please even very small financial assistance
That could be somehow live. If someone wants to everything that I write I confirmation of the hospitals and from doctors would welcome all. Never in life anyone about nothing not my because it is not a pleasant but the situation in which it is my family forces me to this. The top thank you for any even
Small aid. I wish to no one was not such as life I. Thank you very much

I have lupus and spend a lot of time between doctors and hospitals. I have insurance but only 70% coverage after $3500 deductible is met. I have 5 kids and recently took in another. I work full time but got stuck in debt and now can't get out. Any help to pay remaining medical bills would be so amazing! I also take a lot of medications and receive treatments which will not stop anytime soon. Hoping to get out of debt so I don't have to skip medicine or treatments. Thank you!

Dear All,


As my nam is suman kumar am married and i have two kids one is 5 years old and the other is 2 years. i lost my mother when i was a kid and my father when i was studing my b tech 1st year i struggled and completes my b tech an doing a job where am earning 8000INR in the meamwhile i got married with a poor girl who himself have nobody in the world i time is that much bad after second operation for the child birth n=my wife got very sick i have taken him to lot of hospitals to get cure till now he doesnt recover recently my company was closed and presently am jobless so,please help me out from the present situtions i beg all of you to help ne out

MY Account Number : 03681050065255
Bank Name : HDFC BANk
Account holder Name: Kondala Venkata Suman Kumar

i have been fighting malignant melanoma for 3 years now, my husband lost his job 2 years ago, and with it went my health insurance. i do not qualify for medicare because we own our home (we don't really own it yet as we do pay almost 1000$ a month in a mortgage). i work part time but, at 8.50 an hour that's hardly enough to support our young so who has been diagnosed with autism. this past summer doctors found a lump in the front of my neck, after a biopsy, it was revealed to be life threatening and needed to come out.the surgery cost is $20,000. dr. bills come almost every day, and i still have appointments to go to! melanoma is a life long cancer, in that to keep it from spreading and growing i have to see a dr. several times a year and undergo biopsy's of anything out of the ordinary. the thyroid cancer may or may not be related to the melanoma, they don't really know, it has been removed but i still owe thousands of dollars to doctors and hospitals. i am afraid that if i cant pay my medical bills the doctors will no longer be able see me, and my cancer will return unchecked, please help if u can, thank you

I am 23 years old and i have two kids i have worked sice i was 15yrs old up untill here recently when i got sick with fibromyalgia i had to take of work for about 4 days while i went to the dr. and hospitals and so on. When i was able to go back to work my boss told me she would have a spott for me anymore so i shouldnt come back well i live in a realy small town where jobs are limited its hard for me to work rite now with the pain that i am always in but i have been trying to clean peoples houses for money to feed us and pay for utilities but now we are 750.00 behind on rent we are about to loose our car and house we have no where else to go i am at a loss i have asked everyone in the community if there is someone that can help and they said they help with food only not rent and utilities. So i am asking if there is someone out there who could please help me and my children out that would be great! YOu can contact me at 1-432-940-5479 my name is ashley.

Help. I'm not asking for thousands of dollars like so many people on here are asking for. I only need $350 to get started!!
I've just graduated college- my student loans kick in soon and I'll have to obviously start paying them back.

I graduated from Nursing School and as much as they say 'you'll always find a job in the medical field...' they lied. Most hospitals want you to have at least a couple of years of experience. BLAH! :( I've been searching for jobs left and right, day and night and still have not even received a call-back when I call HR to see if they reviewed my resume yet. I didn't just put myself through Nursing School for 40 grand a year to not even receive a call-back.

I'm, not asking for thousands of dollars like some people are asking for, I just need like $350 to start out with to get my first student loan payment covered until somebody returns my call or I receive an interview.

Thank you for taking the time to read this.
Be well.
Love-
E

Hello. My name is Lei and I am a mother of 3 beautiful growing boys and wife to a great husband. Oddly enough, we have devoted years to giving to others. As a family, we've taken in friends/strangers and helped them to get on their feet, we've worked with many non-profit groups for children, hospitals, and adopted families for Christmas every year. Unfortunately, it all turned for the worst when my husband was diagnosed with Cancer last fall (uninsured of course). Since then, we have closed all of our bank accounts, cashed in all the 401k's, and have sold through everything we own to cover medical bills. Right now we are behind in rent $1300 with another $1300 due on the 1st of July (just a few days). Our landlord is absolutely unforgiving and does not tolerate late payments. I am so scared we will have to move. The car we have right now is completely unreliable. With every trip to work, the doctor or grocery store, we pray that we will make it there. This illness has already been hard on all of us. As the sole provider now, I cannot bare to see everyone suffer. Right now I am working my regular job during the day and teaching dance classes at night, coordinating doctor's visits yet trying to provide for my boys and it is still not enough. We have no family to help. I am trying my best to hold on for everyone. Please help in anyway you can. Right now anything goes a long ways.

Hello. My name is Lei and I am a mother of 3 beautiful growing boys and wife to a great husband. Oddly enough, we have devoted years to giving to others. As a family, we've taken in friends/strangers and helped them to get on their feet, we've worked with many non-profit groups for children, hospitals, and adopted families for Christmas every year. Unfortunately, it all turned for the worst when my husband was diagnosed with Cancer last fall (uninsured of course). Since then, we have closed all of our bank accounts, cashed in all the 401k's, and have sold through everything we own to cover medical bills. Right now we are behind in rent $1300 with another $1300 due on the 1st of July (just a few days). Our landlord is absolutely unforgiving and does not tolerate late payments. I am so scared we will have to move. The car we have right now is completely unreliable. With every trip to work, the doctor or grocery store, we pray that we will make it there. This illness has already been hard on all of us. As the sole provider now, I cannot bare to see everyone suffer. Right now I am working my regular job during the day and teaching dance classes at night, coordinating doctor's visits yet trying to provide for my boys and it is still not enough. We have no family to help. I am trying my best to hold on for everyone. Please help in anyway you can. Right now anything goes a long ways.

Hello. My name is Lei and I am a mother of 3 beautiful growing boys and wife to a great husband. Oddly enough, we have devoted years to giving to others. As a family, we've taken in friends/strangers and helped them to get on their feet, we've worked with many non-profit groups for children, hospitals, and adopted families for Christmas every year. Unfortunately, it all turned for the worst when my husband was diagnosed with Cancer last fall (uninsured of course). Since then, we have closed all of our bank accounts, cashed in all the 401k's, and have sold through everything we own to cover medical bills. Right now we are behind in rent $1300 with another $1300 due on the 1st of July (just a few days). Our landlord is absolutely unforgiving and does not tolerate late payments. I am so scared we will have to move. The car we have right now is completely unreliable. With every trip to work, the doctor or grocery store, we pray that we will make it there. This illness has already been hard on all of us. As the sole provider now, I cannot bare to see everyone suffer. Right now I am working my regular job during the day and teaching dance classes at night, coordinating doctor's visits yet trying to provide for my boys and it is still not enough. We have no family to help. I am trying my best to hold on for everyone. Please help in anyway you can. Right now anything goes a long ways.

Hello. My name is Lei and I am a mother of 3 beautiful growing boys and wife to a great husband. Oddly enough, we have devoted years to giving to others. As a family, we've taken in friends/strangers and helped them to get on their feet, we've worked with many non-profit groups for children, hospitals, and adopted families for Christmas every year. Unfortunately, it all turned for the worst when my husband was diagnosed with Cancer last fall (uninsured of course). Since then, we have closed all of our bank accounts, cashed in all the 401k's, and have sold through everything we own to cover medical bills. Right now we are behind in rent $1300 with another $1300 due on the 1st of July (just a few days). Our landlord is absolutely unforgiving and does not tolerate late payments. I am so scared we will have to move. The car we have right now is completely unreliable. With every trip to work, the doctor or grocery store, we pray that we will make it there. This illness has already been hard on all of us. As the sole provider now, I cannot bare to see everyone suffer. Right now I am working my regular job during the day and teaching dance classes at night, coordinating doctor's visits yet trying to provide for my boys and it is still not enough. We have no family to help. I am trying my best to hold on for everyone. Please help in anyway you can. Right now anything goes a long ways.

Hello. My name is Lei and I am a mother of 3 beautiful growing boys and wife to a great husband. Oddly enough, we have devoted years to giving to others. As a family, we've taken in friends/strangers and helped them to get on their feet, we've worked with many non-profit groups for children, hospitals, and adopted families for Christmas every year. Unfortunately, it all turned for the worst when my husband was diagnosed with Cancer last fall (uninsured of course). Since then, we have closed all of our bank accounts, cashed in all the 401k's, and have sold through everything we own to cover medical bills. Right now we are behind in rent $1300 with another $1300 due on the 1st of July (just a few days). Our landlord is absolutely unforgiving and does not tolerate late payments. I am so scared we will have to move. The car we have right now is completely unreliable. With every trip to work, the doctor or grocery store, we pray that we will make it there. This illness has already been hard on all of us. As the sole provider now, I cannot bare to see everyone suffer. Right now I am working my regular job during the day and teaching dance classes at night, coordinating doctor's visits yet trying to provide for my boys and it is still not enough. We have no family to help. I am trying my best to hold on for everyone. Please help in anyway you can. Right now anything goes a long ways.

Hello. My name is Lei and I am a mother of 3 beautiful growing boys and wife to a great husband. Oddly enough, we have devoted years to giving to others. As a family, we've taken in friends/strangers and helped them to get on their feet, we've worked with many non-profit groups for children, hospitals, and adopted families for Christmas every year. Unfortunately, it all turned for the worst when my husband was diagnosed with Cancer last fall (uninsured of course). Since then, we have closed all of our bank accounts, cashed in all the 401k's, and have sold through everything we own to cover medical bills. Right now we are behind in rent $1300 with another $1300 due on the 1st of July (just a few days). Our landlord is absolutely unforgiving and does not tolerate late payments. I am so scared we will have to move. The car we have right now is completely unreliable. With every trip to work, the doctor or grocery store, we pray that we will make it there. This illness has already been hard on all of us. As the sole provider now, I cannot bare to see everyone suffer. Right now I am working my regular job during the day and teaching dance classes at night, coordinating doctor's visits yet trying to provide for my boys and it is still not enough. We have no family to help. I am trying my best to hold on for everyone. Please help in anyway you can. Right now anything goes a long ways.

Hello. My name is Lei and I am a mother of 3 beautiful growing boys and wife to a great husband. Oddly enough, we have devoted years to giving to others. As a family, we've taken in friends/strangers and helped them to get on their feet, we've worked with many non-profit groups for children, hospitals, and adopted families for Christmas every year. Unfortunately, it all turned for the worst when my husband was diagnosed with Cancer last fall (uninsured of course). Since then, we have closed all of our bank accounts, cashed in all the 401k's, and have sold through everything we own to cover medical bills. Right now we are behind in rent $1300 with another $1300 due on the 1st of July (just a few days). Our landlord is absolutely unforgiving and does not tolerate late payments. I am so scared we will have to move. The car we have right now is completely unreliable. With every trip to work, the doctor or grocery store, we pray that we will make it there. This illness has already been hard on all of us. As the sole provider now, I cannot bare to see everyone suffer. Right now I am working my regular job during the day and teaching dance classes at night, coordinating doctor's visits yet trying to provide for my boys and it is still not enough. We have no family to help. I am trying my best to hold on for everyone. Please help in anyway you can. Right now anything goes a long ways.

Hello,

I am writing because I am currently finding it difficult to pay my bills. It's not the normal everyday bills that I'm asking for help with, rather, my wife has a history of medical problems and due to the surgeries and procedures which have been performed at clinics and hospitals, we have managed to rack up a substantial amount of medical bills. In fact, my wife was recently in the hospital from March 30th to April 5th of this year, and even though we have medical insurance, our bill is more than a typical family can afford. As of this moment, the total amount that we owe in medical expenses is: $27,598. I don't expect this to get paid off over night, however, any assistance with this would be greatly appreciated.

Thank you.

I'm a 41 year old mother. I have a 17 year old daughter and my husband was in a motorcycle accident in July that left him paralyzed from the chest down. He has been in and out of hospitals, nursing homes and is now back in the hospital because of nursing home neglect. I am a cancer patient and am on SSI, I have no other income and my husband was denied disability so I am hiring an attorny for his disability and nursing home neglect but in the mean time, my daughter and I are losing our house and our bills are piling up!! My father was also hospitalized and had open heart surgery so I am also helping to take care of my mother who has MS and is on disability. We are in desperate need of help!!! We live in Florida and there just isn't any org. that can help, there are so many people on their lists waiting for help and we need help NOW!! Our electric will be turned off March 11th and that bill is $800. So if you can send us a small dontation, we'd really apprisiate it!!! God Bless You and thank you!!

I was put on a drug called Neurontin, which completely destroyed my life. This drug is used as a nerve blocking to help stop pain, but in my case it destroyed me mentally. I have been in and out of hospitals trying to get back to my normal ways, but in reality that may never happen. I have days when I can't walk, or sometimes forget to breathe. I feel awful because I'm not even 18 yet and my parents get stuck with the hospital bills. I pray to God that no one has to got through the events that I have been through. If you could please donate anything to help aid my parents, you would be a guardian angel. God Bless

I am a single mother of an eight month old boy, having to stay with people so that he has a roof over his head. I lost my job of two years in August 2009 as soon as my Nursing Director found out I was pregnant. I have been trying to get a job since then and have put in applications everywhere. I have tried everywhere from gas stations to hospitals with no luck. They either don't have any positions open or require experience or a degree. I have neither and do not understand how they can expect me to have experience if they won't hire me so that I can get experience. Also some jobs won't hire me because I have Bell's Palsy and Scoliosis; Scoliosis because I am considered an insurance liability if I hurt my back on the job, and Bell's Palsy because they don't want me to work at the front desk to represent their company because the right side of my mouth does not work at all, I cannot smile my right eye does not fully close and waters frequently. I have been told that they need someone with a "sunny appearance" and that I just do not fit that description. Things that I can't help are holding me back from getting a job. I was unable to get my unemployment benefits because my former Nursing Director told them that I quit due to an illness. They then sent me a letter that says pregnant women are not physically fit for suitable work and that in order to get on unemployment I have to work at another job for 30 days. I don't know what to do. I have been looking for a job for over a year. I have been taking care of my eight month old son by picking up change people drop. I really need help and would be so grateful for any kind of assistance I can get. I cannot even get help from the government because I do not have ten people not related to me, that can be reached during the day, that have known me for more than one year, to sign a paper stating that I have no income and that I am actively searching for a job. Everyone that could sign for me is either working during the day, or related to me. I need help to move somewhere that I can get a job. Any job will do, I just need to be able to support my son. I need help getting back on my feet. I would like to thank anyone who might be able to help me in advance.