Medical Care & Cancer Recovery

Hi, My name is Shauna and I am grateful to be alive and able to write this. For my entire life I have had to be very strong, self suffucient, independent. I am a very private person, and appreciate and enjoy only sharing the really wonderful, super magical things. It is very difficult for me to step out of my private space and share with you the events that have transpired in my life over the past year, but now I absolutely must, because I have reached a crossroads in which I desperately need to ask for help. In January 2022 I was diagnosed with a cancerous tumour. I kept this private because I did not want to break my father’s heart, as he was living out the end of his own days. I kept it private because I did not want to make people feel saddened. I kept it private because I did not want to be treated differently, or hear stories that would bring me down. I wanted people to see me WELL (I still very much want and need this). I was going along just fine, actually feeling better than I had in years, and suddenly just before Christmas, the tumor violently hemorrhaged. I lost so much blood so quickly that I became unconscious, and was rushed to the emergency room. They managed to get the bleeding to stop and sent me home. That afternoon the whole scenario happened again. I found myself in the hospital, bleeding to death, and stuck at a hospital that was not equipped to help me. The OBGYN doctor on call explained that he would do everything he could to save my life and keep me stable until I could be life flighted. I said goodbye to my partner and my children, my mother. But I was determined to stay alive. The winter storm we were having was so bad that it took eight hours for life flight to be able to take me on a 3 leg journey which involved two states, two ambulances, and a single engine plane. I finally got to Portland where they could help me. They kept me stable and when we thought we were out of the woods I haemorrhaged again, requiring a second emergency surgery, losing another estimated 2 liters of blood. After ten days in the hospital, 12 blood transfusions, two emergency surgeries, and two units of plasma I was finally stable enough to come home. Needless to say, any dreams of curing this naturally are out the window at this point. I am still taking very good care of myself, doing all the natural things, but I had to begin radiation therapy immediately to stop the bleeding, and I have to start chemotherapy once a week, and we have to drive almost 100 miles each way for the chemotherapy. I am already so weak from everything I have been through, and I am told that there is not any possibility of me being able to work or run my business during all of this, and probably for a long while after. I desperately need help paint for medical costs that are outside the parameters of my insurance, help with travel costs, bills, food, everything. I humbly stand before you asking to please help if you can. Every little bit adds up to something more. And please pray for me and see me well, because I have a lot of loving and living left to do before I am ready to go. Thank you for reading, for praying, and for helping if you can. I love you. Shauna