Please Help Me in My Battle for Survival

Hello and good evening. My name is Lindsay. I have decided it’s time for those who know me and even those who don’t, to tell my story…or at least my current plight. While this request was extremely difficult to write and not something that I ever thought I would have to do, here I am in a life-altering and impossible situation. I find myself down-and-out with little to no money, limited earning ability and must vacate the room I’m currently renting by February 28, at which time I will be forced to pay an even higher fee that I don’t have for a new rental.

I was diagnosed in mid-September with Triple-negative metaplastic breast cancer (TNBC). This is an invasive and aggressive cancer, therefore, so is my regimen/treatment. In the last 12 weeks, I have had chemotherapy once a week, every week, except for the 2 times I ended up for long stays at the hospital due to complications from my port placement and a hematoma. Up until January, I was doing my best to work full time (earning just above minimum wage) but now due to my treatments, I’ve been forced to work even fewer hours. My treatments continue to get harder and the side effects worse, making it nearly impossible to work some days. I have finished 3 of the 6 months of chemotherapy, to be immediately followed by a major surgery and a full course of post-surgery radiation. The surgery will prevent me from working for at least 2 months, during which time I will have no income and will be unable to support myself.

I thought that losing my mother after her 15-year battle with cancer was the worst possible thing that could ever happen to me. Watching my mother fight for all those years took a terrible toll on me and my family. My heart was broken and I am still learning how to cope with the overwhelming heartache of my loss.

I thought I had gone through the worst imaginable time in my life, but I was wrong. In addition to the loss of my mother, I am now going through the struggle of my own life. No one should have to go through what I’m experiencing and no one should have to go through it alone. My mother’s strength taught me to be a survivor and I am determined to get through this horrendous time in my life so that I can see the light beyond this narrow and dark tunnel that I’m slowly walking through. I just can’t manage this without financial support.

Handling all of this on my own has become impossible. I am unable to afford housing, my monthly bills and all my medical bills that are just piling up neatly stacked and untouched. I sincerely appreciate any and all financial help you can provide. Thank you from the bottom of my heart for anything you can do.