Rylee and Lynette need help

Hey everyone,

Lynette and Rylee

here. I have always prided myself on being a self-reliant person and found it terribly uncomfortable asking for help, even when I absolutely need it. So know this request is not made lightly.

Rylee, my furbaby recently had a very bad allergic reaction to flea bites and as we treated her for that a week later she had a growth on her teet that keeps getting bigger. I took her to the vet and they said it’s 50/50 cancer. We have an appt. set for April 10 to remove the growth. If it is cancer we will need to do more treatments.

Some hard events started back in 2022 starting with some health concerns of my own, then my father needing open heart surgery, as well as significant amounts of care. During that time we had the hurricane coming to my city so I had to prep 2 homes alone (dad was in rehab at the time) and I had to take care of Rylee and dads dog Nano.

This caused the income stream of my small business to suffer immensely. Right after that I lost some big customers which meant I lost a lot of money. Bills were piling up, mortgage needed to get paid, I went into survival mode while dealing with my own health issues.

Unfortunately just as the dust began to settle, my dad needed another huge surgery. Unfortunately Medicare wouldn’t pay for rehab so they sent him home where I was put into a position of becoming a full time caregiver.

My dad was unable to walk so I had to help with everything while neglecting myself and my own health.

This has been the hardest time in my life as an adult because I have always taken pride in my self reliance. I never thought I’d be here in this position and asking for help is a huge leap of faith for me.

Bills like water and electric haven’t been paid because Rylees vet appointments and meds were more important to me at the time. I had to pay for my own medical testing as well since my insurance doesn’t cover everything.

I’m a hard worker and I’ll work as much as possible because I hate asking for help. However, friends have suggested it’s time for me to ask for the help I need and step out of my comfort zone.

I appreciate you reading this. I’m on the verge of losing so much for things I worked so hard for. You probably had no clue because I hid it very well and am slightly embarrassed even asking for help. If you can't help financially, please put me in your prayer or intentions list.