Help Needed: Recovering from a Broken Ankle

Hi. TLDR; broken ankle, need help. Will pay everyone back. If you don’t want to be paid back, then send anonymously because I refuse to accept handouts. I just need a little help for a little bit, and I always repay my debts. I also do not forget kindness.

venmo: @Daniel-Crook-1

cashapp: $DanielCrook

FIRST AND FOREMOST

I understand there are a million things going on in the world, in your own lives, with your families and friends, and in every community throughout the world there is some noble cause to donate to, and I implore you to do that i do not consider myself more deserving, but i am in need nonetheless.

As much as I don’t find pride in needing help, I am also not too proud to know when I need it.

There have been many times in my life when I’ve been down and out, and I’ve dealt with it. This will be dealt with as well, but I’ve never been physically incapable of providing for myself to this extent. This is literally the first bone I’ve broken or major injury I’ve sustained in my life, only in short moments of illness have i been incapacitated as such, and for that I am extremely grateful.

So I genuinely just need to buy myself some time right now until I can earn my keep again. I am not asking for a donation, more of a loan, because I will be happy to repay anyone who offers me aid at this time.

ShOot, it’s been a while and not checking in under the best circumstances , although I am genuinely doing well otherwise. My life is on a good track. Mother Nature had a different plan for me. By Mother Nature, I am of course referring to: physics, ice, and not being 20 years old anymore. Thanks, Gravity.

To cut to the chase, I fractured my fibula and I'm supposed to be off of it for 6 weeks. As impossible as that will be for me to sustain, I simply just need to ask for help, specifically just spotting me for next month's bills.

This was a good old-fashioned injury slipping on ice, a gentle reminder that I’m not as bendy as I once was, SO: enter new life experience. I welcome the wisdom this will bring me. Also, kinda a nice change of pace from mental injury. ‍

Although I’m not looking for pity, here’s the sob story: it’s been a trying year, but I’ve persevered per usual. Went through a car accident, my dog passed, lost my job, had heartbreak and heartache (shoulda wrote a country song), and only in the last few months (with so much emotional support) have I truly found my own footing again (pun not intended) truly with the promise of a brighter future. I feel immensely blessed despite my troubles.

This last Monday morning however, I woke up, spent $3300 fixing the suspension on my truck, and after a long day’s work, managed to get it stuck at the entrance of our long snow-packed driveway (it’s gravel so hard to shovel out completely, and this vehicle is more of a tinker toy than a truck, but that’s another story).

So as I was traversing the icy drive to acquire supplies to unstuck my truck, I was moving apparently a little quicker than necessary, and after noticing how slick it was, I decided to aim for the snow to avoid falling on the ice. In a moment of youthful arrogance, I leapt from one foot to the next, hitting some ice instead and landing with all of my weight on my left ankle where I heard it snap.

Not a pleasant sound or sensation.

Last year, I received a high ankle sprain in an accident, and when I spoke to the medics at that time, he said, “You will know if it’s broken.” It wasn’t that time. This time, however, I did know immediately.

I spent 7 hours at the ER (Jah Bless the Usa) didn’t get home till 4:30 a.m. the next day. If you don’t know i’m a blue collar type of guy and I’m likely going to miss very many weeks of work that I simply can’t afford.

THANKFULLY, my bills are paid for January, and I have some flexibility in my budget and schedule, AND I am in otherwise good health and standings. I’m counting my blessings. Unfortunately, I will still be burdened by this dilemma, and February is going to be difficult until I am recovered.

In addition to that when i lost my job last year i lost my insurance and i haven’t been able to renew it since i started working again, however that’s not an issue im going to worry about at this time nor burden ya’ll with either, but it goes to show the position i’m in. I’ll take care of my medical bills eventually, i am now just another statistic in the great american health care machine.

$2150, however, is what I’m going to owe in rent and utilities at the end of this month that I won’t be working. Even $5 - 20 helps as I’ll be able to put it towards food and medicine in the meantime, so truly I appreciate any generosity.

Also, I promise not to go shooting any CEOs about this. I’m sure there are plenty of other reasons to do that other than my own self-injury, but we’ll let Luigi handle that for now.

I just appreciate anything in this difficult time, even a “get well soon.” Thank you so much!

Follow thy Bliss, yours truly,

Daniel Crook

FIRST AND FOREMOST

I understand there are a million things going on in the world, in your own lives, with your families and friends, and in every community throughout the world there is some noble cause to donate to, and I implore you to do that i do not consider myself more deserving, but i am in need nonetheless.

As much as I don’t find pride in needing help, I am also not too proud to know when I need it.

There have been many times in my life when I’ve been down and out, and I’ve dealt with it. This will be dealt with as well, but I’ve never been physically incapable of providing for myself to this extent. This is literally the first bone I’ve broken or major injury I’ve sustained in my life, only in short moments of illness have i been incapacitated as such, and for that I am extremely grateful.

So I genuinely just need to buy myself some time right now until I can earn my keep again. I am not asking for a donation, more of a loan, because I will be happy to repay anyone who offers me aid at this time.

ShOot, it’s been a while and not checking in under the best circumstances , although I am genuinely doing well otherwise. My life is on a good track. Mother Nature had a different plan for me. By Mother Nature, I am of course referring to: physics, ice, and not being 20 years old anymore. Thanks, Gravity.

To cut to the chase, I fractured my fibula and I'm supposed to be off of it for 6 weeks. As impossible as that will be for me to sustain, I simply just need to ask for help, specifically just spotting me for next month's bills.

This was a good old-fashioned injury slipping on ice, a gentle reminder that I’m not as bendy as I once was, SO: enter new life experience. I welcome the wisdom this will bring me. Also, kinda a nice change of pace from mental injury. ‍

Although I’m not looking for pity, here’s the sob story: it’s been a trying year, but I’ve persevered per usual. Went through a car accident, my dog passed, lost my job, had heartbreak and heartache, and only in the last few of months (with so much emotional support) have I truly found my own footing again (pun not intended) truly with the promise of a brighter future. I feel immensely blessed despite my troubles.

This last Monday morning however, I woke up, spent $3300 fixing the suspension on my truck, and after a long day’s work, managed to get it stuck at the entrance of our long snow-packed driveway (it’s gravel so hard to shovel out completely, and this vehicle is more of a tinker toy than a truck, but that’s another story).

So as I was traversing the icy drive to acquire supplies to unstuck my truck, I was moving apparently a little quicker than necessary, and after noticing how slick it was, I decided to aim for the snow to avoid falling on the ice. In a moment of youthful arrogance, I leapt from one foot to the next, hitting some ice instead and landing with all of my weight on my left ankle where I heard it snap.

Not a pleasant sound or sensation.

Last year, I received a high ankle sprain in an accident, and when I spoke to the medics at that time, he said, “You will know if it’s broken.” It wasn’t that time. This time, however, I did know immediately.

I spent 7 hours at the ER (Jah Bless the Usa) didn’t get home till 4:30 a.m. the next day. I’m likely going to miss very many weeks of work that I simply can’t afford.

THANKFULLY, my bills are paid for January, and I have some flexibility in my budget and schedule, AND I am in otherwise good health and standings. Unfortunately, I will still be burdened by this dilemma, and February is going to be difficult until I am recovered.

In addition to that when i lost my job last year i lost my insurance and i haven’t been able to renew it since i started working again, however that’s not an issue im going to worry about at this time nor burden ya’ll with either, but it goes to show the position i’m in. I’ll take care of my medical bills eventually, i am now just another statistic in the great american health care machine.

$2150, however, is what I’m going to owe in rent and utilities at the end of this month that I won’t be working. Even $5 - 20 helps as I’ll be able to put it towards food and medicine in the meantime, so truly I appreciate any generosity.

Also, I promise not to go shooting any CEOs about this. I’m sure there are plenty of other reasons to do that other than my own self-injury, but we’ll let Luigi handle that for now.

I just appreciate anything in this difficult time, even a “get well soon.” Thank you so much!

Follow thy Bliss, yours truly,

Daniel Crook