Homeless and Sick - Holding On To Hope in 2022

Hello - this is Michelle Eagle-Wolfe (and Cesar Cuevas here and there),

I really don't know what to say, except thank you 
and I'm sorry that I have not updated 
or been able to thank you individually, 
which is what I wanted to do.

I guess I was waiting to update and give you good news. 
Waiting and waiting and waiting for that moment in time.

It never came.

A lot of struggle, no reprieve.

I am still very sick and homeless. And we need help, if possible.

It has taken too long, way too long ...

Your donations have aided in keeping a roof over our heads for two years. 
Thank You.

To review - I got the cancer surgery, and even though the tumor was removed, the surgery caused additional damage. To repair this damage and give me a chance at a life worth living I will have to undergo at least one more surgery and rehabilitation.  There is a possibility that I might have to find assisted living after.

There is daily pain; at times it feels like it will never end. The doctors and surgeons don't seem to care, and my treatment is going so slowly that I'm getting weaker as time goes by.

I can't work. I can't lift anything, and have difficulty walking.

I cannot find a job, and my dream of Grad school is in limbo.

We have experienced setback after setback - they have eaten up what savings we had.

Cesar, my love and partner, was in a car accident. He was T-boned by a distracted driver.

He has a spinal cord injury, which needs treatment and physical therapy.

 

Cesar was doing food delivery to make the money we were surviving with on a daily basis. He has been unable to drive like he used to. To add insult to injury, due to a document mix-up the company he works for has put him on a (hopefully) temporary restriction. So he has not been able to drive at all since late February.

I signed up and began to deliver food a couple of weeks ago (have had to push my surgery because of this). But it is not good for my health situation. This is a big sacrifice to my medical plans; I really should not be doing it. In addition, I cannot stay on the road for as many hours as Cesar used to do.

Last month, we both contracted Covid-19. We had to quarantine. We couldn't work. This killed our savings completely. It is one day at a time for us at this point or we are on the streets. To clarify, tonight we have a roof, but have no idea whether tomorrow we will have a roof or be on the street.

 

You never thing anything like this could ever happen to you, at least not at our age and with the skills we have to offer. Life is a challenge, however, the challenges on top of challenges of the past two years have left us with zero money (except what I can make each day) and hope is fading.

We have tried "chin up"; "this too shall pass", etc. but it is getting very hard to sustain a positive attitude.


This entire time during the pandemic we have been in a motel, not cost effective but our only solution for right now.

I had met a woman that mentioned she was homeless for over three years and I was shocked. How could that be? How could this happen? Now I know. And it is happening.

Cherish each day you have, in your home, with your friends and family, with the freedom a home offers you. Take nothing for granted. Tomorrow everything can change.

I wish you all the best life can offer.

I hope you have weathered the past two years and came out of it triumphantly, and I hope to offer better news in the future.

 
Thank you as a whole and individually.

I will never forget your generosity and kindness.

I realize these are hard times for everyone, but if you can help - it would save us.