So, there's something that's very hard for me to do... and that's ask for help. I was raised to be as independent as possible - that it's better to be helping people than to be a bother. However, there comes a time in everyone's life when you just need a quick hand up and for me, now is that time.
Let's go back a few weeks. I've had trouble with my eyes for a few years now, but it's never been too awful. On March 10th, I went to bed feeling a bit full of eyestrain, but didn't feel awful. March 11th, I woke up and I was blurry and had a slight headache, but I thought 24 hours of rest would cure me as usual.
I couldn't have been more wrong.
11 PM that night, I woke up in extreme pain and nothing would soothe it. I tossed and turned and whined until about 5ish when I called Chris and asked him to come help me. I called the emergency number for my eye doctor and they said they could see me... at 8:15. Needless to say, those hours in between weren't pleasant. I got to the doctor's and was miserable there. Mostly I'm a cooperative patient, but this time I was moaning and whimpering and when they shone a bright light in my eye, I screamed. We were then sent off to see my normal doctor, who decided they needed to use a laser in my eye to reduce the pressure. This didn't work, so she sent me off for surgery that afternoon. This was a good thing as the pressure in my eye had reached 70 (normal pressure is below 20) and my cornea had blistered. Not good at all. Once the surgery was done, I was a much more pleasant person because all the pain had gone. (Never have an angle-closure glaucoma attack; they suck.)
Unfortunately, all of that costs money and as I am both jobless and insurance-less, this is problematic. This is where you come in. Anything that you can spare will help, even if it's just a dollar or two. Everything that comes in will go to paying my $4000 in bills. This doesn't sound like a lot, but it seems like a mountain to me.
What do you get from this? A warm, fuzzy feeling that you helped someone. A big squishy hug if we ever meet. My undying gratitude. A boost of good karma, I suppose. I wish I could offer something nifty like art cards, but sadly I'm a menace with pen and paper. I am very serious about the hug, though. I'm cuddly, so I give good hugs.
Also, because he is a really spectacular fellow, Bryan Prindiville (of Bedlam Court
fame) has offered to draw an avatar for anyone who contributes $100 or more. This is good because I'm a menace with pen and paper. The offer of hugs is still valid as well.