Save Brian's House

Hello my name is Nancy Ann, and I am writing this for my mother, Nancy Beth, in regards to my father, Brian. Since they do not own a computer, i am posting this for them. 
   Hello, my name is Nancy, and I am writing this in hopes that I can give my husband his wish. Thank you so much.
   My husband, Brian, aka Buz, Bailey was diagnosed with stage 3 multiple myeloma may 2015. My husband worked 6 days a week as a truckdriver, and would come home and do the yard work at our house and his parent's house down the street. Then in March 2015, he fell off the liftgate at work and hurt his back. He was never the same since the fall, and i kept telling him to go to the hospital, but he wouldn't go. He would say, " we need the money, I have to go to work." 
   On April28th, he informed his employer he could not work anymore due to the pain. He was then put on workman's comp. for one week. The day he was to be released from workman's comp, May 7th, I will never forget. We went to the appointment with the workman's comp Dr., and he was in the exam room for a while, so i demanded to speak to the Dr., since before she would not have any x-rays done on his back.  But that day, finally, she said that "there is something seriously wrong with your husband, get him to the ER now." 
   My poor husband, who was barely able to stand, let alone drive, drove to the hospital and in a very short amount of time, our whole lives changed. He was lucky to have gotten to the hospital that day, otherwise he may not be alive right now. He was in kidney failure, and his organs were on the verge of failing. As they ran more tests, they discovered that he has multiple myeloma. For a few months, in order to get him somewhat stable, he was on chemotherapy. And around november was when they said that he would be able to go forward with a stemcell transplant roughly around the new year, which would hopefully prolong his life with his family. 
   As of 12/31/15, Buz, as well as myself,  has no health insurance to go through with any of the medical treatment that he desperately needs, he cannot get any of his medications, including high blood pressure medicines, The health insurance marketplace informed us that there is not enough income for the tax credit that would help us be able to afford any insurance at all with the small amount of money that he recieves from Social Security, which is $1,496.00.
  Since my husband hasn't been able to work since April, we have fallen behind on our mortgage, and have ended up in foreclosure, with nowhere to go, and no money to go anywhere. The $1,496.00 a month we recieve is all we have to pay our bills and groceries. Our mortgage alone is $1200.00 a month.  We cannot afford to buy oil for our house so we must use electric heaters, which raises the electric bill to almost $500 a month. 
  My husband is so very depressed with all that is going on, and he is afraid. He sat next to me, looked me in the eyes and said, " I don't want to leave our home. I don't want to die homeless." 
  I want my husband to live, but if that is not our fate, I want him to stay in his home with his little buddies,(our rescue cats) who have helped greatly since this whole nightmare began. They know their daddy is sick. I have several rescues, and they give my husband the love and joy that only a furbaby can give. They surround him both while he is awake and while he sleeps, as if they are protecting him. I believe they are helping him to stay alive; they have helped keep us both somewhat sane in this nightmare we are living. 
  We have nowhere to go, no savings, no life insurance; we are, were, the working poor. Please help us stay together with our furbabiesin our home, so that my husband's wish be granted. I don't want him to die, but it is not up to me, it is up to God. I do not want some sheriff to come to our house, and remove my terminally ill husband from his home, as it is all he has left. If all you can spare is a dollar, we would appreciate it.I want to pay off the mortgage for him to be able to live here with no more worries that we will be thrown out in the street. All of this stress and worrying has taken a toll on Buz, as well as myself. Please help us keep our home for my husband, Buz. Anything would help. I thank you from the very  bottom of my heart. 
                   Nancy B. Bailey