Fighting for time

I’m not very good at asking people let alone strangers for help. However my life has become extremely surreal after being completely healthy my entire life, to being told about 5 months ago that I most likely wont make it another year. I have heart failure. Not enough blood is making it to my lungs so essentially I’m suffocating. And in the end it wont be chest pain, gasp, and then darkness. It will be me suffocating while being completely surrounded by air. I’ve been told this is genetic. Something never known to me until 5 months ago and despite this, I’m not giving up. However the only cure is a full heart transplant and my having A- blood makes me receiving a donor heart harder than winning the lottery. I can pay for a transplant ( not sure how that’s even right to be honest) and that’s roughly 1.6 million and I’m looking into all kinds of experimental treatments or magic wands that might be or may become available. I would like to think I’ve lived a pretty good life. Experienced a lot in my 42 years. And if it was only myself to think of I could possibly go peacefully into the night, however this is not the case. I have an amazing woman standing beside me and (this one kills me) a 15 month old baby girl that I would give anything for to be able to see grow up. To one day walk her down the isle. It kills me to think of her loosing her father. She refuses to sleep unless I kiss and hug her and stay by her side until she drifts off. I couldn’t and would rather not even try to imagine me not being able to be there for her or her mother. However, no matter how hard I fight physically, or mentally, that may not be a choice I’m given. Not being able to work and having to leave my job Tesla was a serious blow to me financially and SSI barely covers anything let alone living expenses. I want a chance to be there for my family, a fighting chance for more time with the ones I love and whom love me. So here I am, fighting against my own self simply to be able to ask for help. I need help. And my need is great. Is it more important than others on here asking for help? Absolutely not. However it is to my daughter, and to my wife, as well as myself. So again, if you’ve taken the time to read this story I’ve shared then please, take a moment and donate. If I’m unable to reach my goals or receive any life saving or life extending treatments the money will help my daughter and her mother moving forward. Giving them the stability needed to move past their time with me and begin a new chapter. I humbly thank you for your time and support.