Tamarra's fight for her life
Surgery after surgery there have been no answers for Tamarra. Cleveland was able to do some re-routing of organs and it was unfortunately a temporary fix. Now trying to gain weight and keep nutrition in her body, Tamarra is still in the fight for her life because that is what she does, fight.
The next step is to get her to a hospital that Bryan found that will put her in a coma and try to get her body nutrition that way. Sounds extreme, well it is. It is also very costly. I know you have given with all of your hearts, your dollars, and your prayers. But this is what Tamarra and Bryan feel are the next best steps in keeping her alive and kicking (FYI no coincidence I just heard the song Alive and Kicking as I post this)!
Here is the most recent post from Tamarra (8.20.16): "This is a rare share for me, the look of full blown gastroparesis with diverticulitis on the side. ED's love to ask, rate your pain and what does it feel like.. "Um, an 8 and as if someone has a balloon with spikes and razors and is blowing it up" but they don't like that. In this pic you will also see my heart monitor (yes that to is making my life that much harder) my posts are not for sympathy, my posts are for awareness, awareness of illnesses that the naked eye can not see and I am the only one who can feel them. Today, I'm fighting and it's the hardest battle I've had in a long time. The pressure, the fear, the pain, the rapid heart rates, the blood pressure, the inability to work threw it. I know I have a lot of people praying and keeping me in your thoughts and tho I feel some days I just want to scream and yell and beg why, I don't. I fight my thoughts, I fight my body and I fight my meds (I hate them) Bryan tries so hard to help but even he doesn't know how, he quietly sit and tickles my back, arms and legs as I bawl and roll around in this pain that seems to channel my inner Freddy Kruger, the monster which has chosen my body to live in. You can't always be positive (even when people say "you're so positive and strong") I hide it. Inside I'm terrified, I hurt, I beg for answers as to why me.. I know one day we will know "why" but today, I am weak, today I can not find comfort, today I want to go to sleep and sleep the whole night"
If you can share this... continue to pass it along hopefully these new funds can be on their way to being raised to help this amazing family.
This is just a slight glimpse of my last 4 weeks.. I take a lot of sideline photos do to my inability to physically do much. If it was easy I would have no purpose to raise awareness. Awareness that I am sick and what I have is incurable, awareness that even though I am sick (a lot) life still goes on and I do what I can, awareness that nobody should ever be alone and when you're fighting a battle choose your warriors. I've been knocked down hard these last months and have even lost friends because of it. Everyone makes sacrifices, I just hope those who do them choose to see the positive. I'm no optimist but I do enjoy laughing, spending time with my close group and feeling the genuine care and concern. Life is hard, i was never taught it was easy, life hits you but dust yourself off and get up. I'm no angel or devil, I am me.. I hide nothing about me.. I never look for sympathy, I don't need it.. this last month I've had to stop working, that has been my hardest obstacle. Harder than having allergies to everything, harder than being stuck every 5 days, more painful than my blood clots, saddened I cannot beat my own stubbornness. I speak about being sick to raise awareness about my illnesses, and try to show that even though I cannot do much, I do my best to make sure my family and friends know how much I love, care and appreciate them.. How deeply grateful I am for everything everyone has done or said.. This is not a post about losing, this is a post about awareness and no matter the trial you can ALWAYS smile! #awareness #gidisease #smasyndrome #gastroparisis #divercuticulitis #esophogealdisease
This is from Bryan yesterday: We got the news last month that Tamarra 's entire GI tract is dead. No movement, no blood flow... Nothing. This means even the feeding tube won't do any good. So while they try and figure out options, she's getting a TPN line which will deliver nutrition directly to her blood line. This comes with 12 hour a day feedings and a host of new issues- infection, monitoring blood sugar levels, and very scary potential risks, but still she fights on. Waiting to go into surgery for placement now and hopefully will go home this afternoon. If your so inclined, throw up a prayer, a virtual high five or just a positive thought to the universe on her behalf. Be grateful for every moment because you never know how they're measured.
Thank you everyone for your continued support for this amazing family. Hopefully this helps to ease a little of the financial burden.