My Wonderful Fun Loving Amazing, Wife and Mother, Michelle

Hi, my name is Cheyenne Pavona. My father is Mark Pavona. I'm reaching out to all of our family and friends. Some may or may not know that my mom sadly passed away on 11/04/2024 at 5:43 am in her sleep due to stage 4 vulva cancer.

Here is the story: It all began when my mom went to get up to go to the bathroom one night. She completely missed the bench beside her bed and fell on both knees, bruising them. She braced herself on another bench in her room. My dad, Mark, came to the rescue to help her up to go to the bathroom and back to bed. The second time she fell was also by accident. She went to get up again, and my dad nearly fell himself trying to help her up. She slipped on a sheet she had on the chaise and fell on her hip. She had no choice but to stay there that night on the floor until 5 pm the next day. My dad went to pick up my mom's close family friend, Ovie Rodriguez (PLEASE DON'T SHARE ANY NAMES ON HERE FOR SAFETY REASONS, THANK YOU ), and both of them couldn't help her up either, so they called the ambulance. That was the beginning of almost two and a half weeks in the hospital with my mom at Sentara Leigh Hospital in Virginia Beach. The last three days, she was sent to Virginia Beach General Hospital on First Colonial Road in Virginia Beach. She was told she had fluid on her left lung and got a drain port put in by her ribcage on her left side. We had hospice set up for her since mid-October, and it only got worse from there. Before my mom came home from Virginia Beach General Hospital on First Colonial Road in Virginia Beach, we got the most terrible phone call. We were told that my mom had stage 4 vulva cancer and that she had an estimate of two months left to be with us. Me, my mom, and dad lost it. We were heartbroken and still are. Then, after she came home on hospice care, she was pretty much on a smoothie diet for a while, and she started going downhill more. She was barely able to talk anymore, and the hospice nurse forced her to take a double dose of morphine, which nearly stopped her breathing. We immediately got her switched back to oxycodone, 15 milligrams. One to two nights before Halloween, my mom fell asleep one night and never woke up after that. Two days later, my dad went to our car dealership, Kia, to take care of important business. As soon as he left the place, they unexpectedly called the EMTs on my mom. At first, I didn't think anything of it when they came because I thought it was a late mail delivery (our mail gets delivered late sometimes and mixed up with the neighbors sometimes). Until 6-7 of them shined a million flashlights in my eyes, blinding me and getting our three little Chihuahuas barking and nervous. So, I put them up and quietly said to myself (please excuse the language), WTF? What's going on out there? I answered the door politely and asked if they accidentally got the wrong address. What they did was so unprofessional. They looked at me like a deer in front of headlights until one finally snapped out of it and said that someone called about my mom and said that she fell again or something like that. I said, well, that's weird because no one here called, and my dad has been at the Kia dealership all day and night long. They finally left after a few minutes and gave me a panic attack on top of it (I have PTSD (Post Traumatic Stress Disorder) plus other anxiety disorders on top of it). I immediately called my dad and told him everything that happened, and he said (please excuse the language again), that's their ass. They violated our constitutional rights and put my life and my mom's life in danger. He got a lawsuit against them and pressed harassment charges against them as well, plus for violating our contract with them for our car. They were supposed to do some work on our car, and they never did, tire rotation and some other work too (someone from Kia called about my mom). Then, about 2-3 days later, on 11/04/2024, is the morning I came from the bathroom and went to check on my mom and tell her goodnight and that I love her with all my heart. I instantly freaked out because I didn't hear her breathing, so I leaned closer to her to see if she was still breathing or not, and she wasn't. So, I called her name, Mom, Mom, and said, please, please, mom, wake up, and nothing. I immediately called my dad and told him that my mom, Michelle, wasn't breathing, and he freaked out. I told him to check her for breathing, and nothing, and she had no pulse either. Me and my dad lost it. We were heartbroken and still are. That's exactly when my dad, Mark, was guided to the Angel Star in the sky by God and was told by God to say a prayer. Just like that, my mom went home with the great spirit in heaven, God. Tuesday, the next day, we had more trouble to deal with my uncle John (my mom's older brother) and my aunt Rosey (my uncle's wife). When they came over to our house on Tuesday morning, my aunt went against my mom's wishes to (NOT HAVE ROSEY IN THE HOUSE AT ALL) (we had some personal family trouble with her in 2021 after my grandma passed away). She tried to enter the house when my dad wasn't home (he went to get milk from the grocery store, and I was the only one home with our dogs). So, I thought they were my dad, and he accidentally got locked out of the house. She was pulling and tugging on the handle on our screen door that was recently replaced (the old one had seen better days, plus I got hurt when a bad storm came through here and nearly dislocated my arm from my shoulder. I had to miss a day of school and hanging out with my best friends because I was in so much pain. Ibuprofen did help, though, and I felt better after a day or two). My aunt almost broke it, and it wasn't cheap at Home Depot either. As soon as my dad pulled up in the driveway and saw that she was trying to break in and enter our house and go against my mom's wishes, my dad went off on her. She and my dad got into a huge argument about it. Me and my uncle tried to get them to stop arguing, but that was easier said than done. My uncle and aunt got in their car, went back to their hotel, and then went back home to Long Island, New York. We haven't seen or heard from them since. It has been a terrible roller coaster of emotions, heartbreak, and family split-ups since my mom passed away. This is her story.

Please everyone, find it deep within your hearts and souls to please help us out by blessing my family. I know it's a lot to ask, but please bless my family, my mom, with $200,600 United States Dollars. Please help us out. Thank you so much. (My family is on a fixed budget, and we're all disabled and don't work because of it, me and my dad. Please, I wouldn't even ask if we were able to cover the bill, but we're unable to. Please find it in your hearts to help us out. Plus, this is our first holiday season, Thanksgiving and Christmas, without my mom this year, and it'll be twice as hard for me and my dad. On top of it, we may not be able to afford to make much for Thanksgiving this year or have much of a Christmas either, so please help us out if you're able to. Friends and family are trying to help out as well, but they're all on fixed budgets too. Please help us as much as you possibly can. Thank you once again. (PLEASE DON'T SHARE ANY OF OUR PERSONAL INFORMATION ON HERE AT ALL TO TOTAL AND COMPLETE STRANGERS YOU DON'T TRUST. Thank you for understanding.)

Here are some of the things my mom loved in life: Rock and metal music and concerts were her favorite, going on camping trips in Shenandoah National Park in the Blue Ridge Mountains and staying in hotels due to bugs (and a Harry Potter spider experience when I was little I'm extremely petrified of spiders), going to the Barnum and Bailey's Ringling Brothers Circus, art, animals, movies (action, adventure, horror, comedy, cartoon, Disney (my personal favorite aside from the others)), making people laugh (she could make the biggest sourpuss alive laugh. I would always say that to her). Rest in peace, mom. Love and miss you terribly, and heartbroken because you're gone but never ever forgotten . Her spirit animal/guide is the wolf. Her Native American names are Fire in the Wind and Red Wolf because of her hair color. Indian powwows (we would always go to the Firebird Festival in Chuckatuck, Virginia, on the Nansemond tribal land every year during the summer), fall and Halloween stuff just like me, Christmas time, Thanksgiving (we would always watch the Macy's Parade in her hometown, New York (she's originally from Rockland County, New York, Stony Point area), on the TV every year as a family tradition), look at Christmas lights, go to Busch Gardens Williamsburg, VA, all year round (Christmas Town and Howl-O-Scream were her and our favorite times to go, and in the summer too because we loved to go on the Roman Rapids water ride there). She loved decorating for the seasons too, and so do I. She loved spending time with her family and friends (but when you crossed the line with her or family, she would go all five boroughs of New York on people who did her wrong or family and friends. That's just how she was and still is. She was brought up old school traditional (Woodstock hippie girl with a rock and roll, godly soul in her), but that's how my mom was though. She was also a very nature-connected type of person too. When she was my age, she would always hang out with her friends and cousins in the apple orchard behind her grandma's house and be there all day or in the woods playing with her friends and cousins or flying down the hill behind her grandma's house with her friends or cousins on bikes. The old TV show called The Dukes of Hazzard (lord, that show growing up), Tales from the Crypt, MTV's Headbanger's Ball, The Mickey Mouse Clubhouse, and many, many others too. She was just a free-spirited hippie girl with a rock and roll godly soul that'll never ever fade away. LIVE ON FOREVER, MOMMY. WE LOVE YOU SO MUCH THAT WORDS WILL NEVER BE ABLE TO EXPLAIN IT OR EXPRESS IT, AND LONG LIVE ROCK AND ROLL!!! ✌️✌️✌️✌️✌️✌️✌️✌️✌️✌️✌️✌️✌️✌️ (Please everyone, find it in your hearts to help us out. These were my mom's wishes, and please do not share personal information. Thanks ). My mom's wishes were to be buried with her grandma Ada, her dad's mom (in New York), or her grandma Grace, her mom's mom, or her uncle Paul, her mom's brother. Those were her wishes. SHE DOESN'T BELIEVE IN CREMATION AND IS AGAINST IT. I don't believe in it myself. I wish to be with my mom when my time comes. Please, please help us out. Anything helps. Thank you, and God bless. Have a blessed night/day.