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I am Lindley (Curv) Brown and I am in a fight for my life.
I'm asking for your help.
In February 2016, my annual bloodwork came back abnormal. For the next seven months, I was engaged in working to support myself and my daughter in college while going through a series of ultrasounds, CT Scans, MRIs, physical exhaustion and mental confusion.
In September 2016, I was diagnosed with Stage 4 Liver Cancer called Cholangiocarcinoma. It is a very rare and non-hereditary type of cancer ( https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Cholangiocarcinoma). Unfortunately, the outlook was grim and I was given 6 months to live.
I was also told that I would require chemotherapy for the rest of my life.
For the last three years, my life has become a consistent routine of doctor appointments, chemotherapy, trips to the pharmacy, taking prescriptions and willing myself to live.
Being the vain person that I am, I’m grateful that my treatment did not result in the “typical look of a cancer patient receiving chemo”. Folks stare at me in disbelief when I reveal my sickness. I didn’t lose my hair or my appetite. It is assumed that all disabled people are frail. On the days that I don’t look sick, parking in handicapped spaces has gotten my vehicle vandalized because my "handicap can not be seen“ by the uninformed.
Although I am grateful that I am still alive, my existence is now riddled with new challenges.
I am no longer able to work. Frequent medical treatments make it impossible to maintain a regular schedule. My sole income is my monthly disability payments which is a third of my previous salary. As a handicapped resident of Georgia, I had to receive disability for two years before qualifying for Medicare. I’ve accumulated a mountain of medical and personal debt during this gap of assistance. This disease has depleted my savings and ruined my credit.
When I received my diagnosis, my only child was embarking on her first year of college where she would pursue her dreams of becoming a collegiate band director. She completed that year and has since dropped out of school because I could no longer afford her tuition. As a single mother, cancer has not only hampered my ability to dream of the future, but it has immobilized my child.
Being a mother has been one of the greatest highlights of my life. Being there for my daughter as she transitions into adulthood is incredibly important to me. I never could have imagined that I would spend this part of my life checking my life insurance policy instead of helping my child pick out decorations for her college dorm. Although she tries to be strong from me, I know that my diagnosis has changed her outlook on life.
I recently realized that I needed to get past posting only pictures of my smiles on social media in order to share my struggle in hopes of securing help. Many of my lovely pics in the last 2 years were taken while on chemo or just after disconnecting. These pics were a way for me to feel better about my endless treatments.
I’ve had to learn to be okay with asking for help.
One girlfriend takes me on bi-weekly lunches to force me out of the house and maintain my social skills. Although I’ve always been a gifted writer, I had to reach out to another girlfriend to help me write this request.
The frequent doses of medication make it hard to focus. This disease tires my body making it difficult to sit at a computer or an easel for extended lengths of time. There are days when it is hard to muster the strength needed to walk to my kitchen. Between mortgage payments, food, medicine, travels back and forth to the doctors, utilities and the strength needed to complete the most mundane tasks, I am overwhelmed.
This is why I am reaching out to you today.
During this holiday season, please consider giving a financial gift to assist me in keeping a roof over our heads, food on our table and the creditors away.
Each dollar will be used wisely.
You can donate in the following ways:
• Give a one-time or monthly recurring gift via GoFundMe
• If you cannot give through GoFundMe, you can send a check to:
Lindley Brown
3645 Marketplace Blvd
Suite 103-282
East Point, Georgia 30344
I encourage you to forward this request to your friends, family and associates. I need as many supporters as possible to help me win this battle.
Thank you for taking a moment to read this. Your prayers, kind thoughts and support are sincerely appreciated.
I remain positive in battle and humble in spirit.
Forever grateful to you,
Curv
I'm asking for your help.
In February 2016, my annual bloodwork came back abnormal. For the next seven months, I was engaged in working to support myself and my daughter in college while going through a series of ultrasounds, CT Scans, MRIs, physical exhaustion and mental confusion.
In September 2016, I was diagnosed with Stage 4 Liver Cancer called Cholangiocarcinoma. It is a very rare and non-hereditary type of cancer ( https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Cholangiocarcinoma). Unfortunately, the outlook was grim and I was given 6 months to live.
I was also told that I would require chemotherapy for the rest of my life.
For the last three years, my life has become a consistent routine of doctor appointments, chemotherapy, trips to the pharmacy, taking prescriptions and willing myself to live.
Being the vain person that I am, I’m grateful that my treatment did not result in the “typical look of a cancer patient receiving chemo”. Folks stare at me in disbelief when I reveal my sickness. I didn’t lose my hair or my appetite. It is assumed that all disabled people are frail. On the days that I don’t look sick, parking in handicapped spaces has gotten my vehicle vandalized because my "handicap can not be seen“ by the uninformed.
Although I am grateful that I am still alive, my existence is now riddled with new challenges.
I am no longer able to work. Frequent medical treatments make it impossible to maintain a regular schedule. My sole income is my monthly disability payments which is a third of my previous salary. As a handicapped resident of Georgia, I had to receive disability for two years before qualifying for Medicare. I’ve accumulated a mountain of medical and personal debt during this gap of assistance. This disease has depleted my savings and ruined my credit.
When I received my diagnosis, my only child was embarking on her first year of college where she would pursue her dreams of becoming a collegiate band director. She completed that year and has since dropped out of school because I could no longer afford her tuition. As a single mother, cancer has not only hampered my ability to dream of the future, but it has immobilized my child.
Being a mother has been one of the greatest highlights of my life. Being there for my daughter as she transitions into adulthood is incredibly important to me. I never could have imagined that I would spend this part of my life checking my life insurance policy instead of helping my child pick out decorations for her college dorm. Although she tries to be strong from me, I know that my diagnosis has changed her outlook on life.
I recently realized that I needed to get past posting only pictures of my smiles on social media in order to share my struggle in hopes of securing help. Many of my lovely pics in the last 2 years were taken while on chemo or just after disconnecting. These pics were a way for me to feel better about my endless treatments.
I’ve had to learn to be okay with asking for help.
One girlfriend takes me on bi-weekly lunches to force me out of the house and maintain my social skills. Although I’ve always been a gifted writer, I had to reach out to another girlfriend to help me write this request.
The frequent doses of medication make it hard to focus. This disease tires my body making it difficult to sit at a computer or an easel for extended lengths of time. There are days when it is hard to muster the strength needed to walk to my kitchen. Between mortgage payments, food, medicine, travels back and forth to the doctors, utilities and the strength needed to complete the most mundane tasks, I am overwhelmed.
This is why I am reaching out to you today.
During this holiday season, please consider giving a financial gift to assist me in keeping a roof over our heads, food on our table and the creditors away.
Each dollar will be used wisely.
You can donate in the following ways:
• Give a one-time or monthly recurring gift via GoFundMe
• If you cannot give through GoFundMe, you can send a check to:
Lindley Brown
3645 Marketplace Blvd
Suite 103-282
East Point, Georgia 30344
I encourage you to forward this request to your friends, family and associates. I need as many supporters as possible to help me win this battle.
Thank you for taking a moment to read this. Your prayers, kind thoughts and support are sincerely appreciated.
I remain positive in battle and humble in spirit.
Forever grateful to you,
Curv
Organizer and beneficiary
Tomekia Brown
Beneficiary