Covid Cost Mother & Daughter Everything
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Hello,
This is so hard to do, but my daughter (13 yrs old) and I are having to start over with absolutely nothing. I am not the type of person to ask for help. But I’ve come to a point where I can suck it up and ask for help or stay too proud to do so and risk never getting back on my feet again. I don’t really have friends or family to go to in the event of an emergency; especially not anyone to go to after a series of emergencies one right after the other. Thankfully Frank at “The NPC Show Live” & “The NPC Show Clips” on YouTube has been kind enough to use his channel to ask his followers to help me out. This is honestly the nicest thing anyone has EVER done for me. I can count the number of folks who have helped me out on one hand so I’m not at all used to being on the receiving end of such kindness. I feel blessed just knowing someone cares. That’s worth more money than one could ask for.
I’m going to share a few snippets of what got me here and why I’m asking for some help... I was a foster kid and haven’t been close to my biological family in ages. I became a single mom while still in foster care. A couple years after becoming a teen mom, I joined the Army. While in the army I sustained a pretty serious injury to my knee. 9 reconstructive surgeries and countless medications and therapies later, I developed a widespread neurological disease called reflex sympathetic dystrophy. It’s known as the most painful disease known to medicine. “Go big or go home,” right? Nothing the doctors suggested, prescribed or ordered ever seemed to bring any relief or comfort. One magical day I was introduced to high dose vitamin and nutrient IV infusions and Stem Cell Therapy.
After experiencing the unbelievable benefits of these treatments first hand, I decided to go all in and opened my own regenerative health clinic. Our clinic was focused on helping other veterans with chronic illnesses and ailments after they had also exhausted their options using traditional medicine but were unable to cover the costly treatments. The clinic was doing well and I felt like I was on top of the world. I was newly single, fresh out of a very unhealthy marriage. I went from being overweight and in so much pain that I could hardly walk, to being the healthiest I’d ever been, wearing heels every day and loving myself for the first time ever! Then, Covid-19 came barreling into 2020 like a wrecking ball and destroyed everything I had worked so hard for. It didn’t take long before the money I did have set aside was gone, and I came home to find my belongings on the lawn, soaking wet from the rain. I had been renting from a private landlord and will be taking care of that legal matter in due time.
I have finally secured a new place to live, however it isn’t available until the 19th of August. My daughter and I are currently staying with a friend, but on the 9th she has family coming to stay with her, and there are already 8 of us in a small 3 bedroom apartment. Once the rest of her family arrives, there will be 11 of us in the apartment and it’s just not possible for us to stay. I absolutely loathe asking for help! But I don’t have any other options. I was just offered a decent job but I won’t be able to start until the end of August, when the gentleman I am going to replace, retires. I’m so worried that I won’t be able to pay for somewhere to stay for the 10 days that we have to wait between staying at my friend's home and our new place. Before we were able to stay where we currently are, we had been staying in a hotel when possible and then we stayed out in the woods with a shelter we made of tree branches propped against a large rock face/bluff. It was freezing out at that time, so with no electricity, we built the fire against the rock so it would heat up and became our furnace. We definitely found the true meaning of “roughing it.” As incredible of an experience as it was to bond with my daughter and prepare her for a zombie apocalypse, I’d much prefer to remain in doors, if at all possible.
The other things we need help with are furniture, and my daughter could use some clothes. By the time I got to the house the rain had soaked EVERYTHING! With nowhere to go, I wasn’t able to save much of anything. And my wonderful neighbors had already picked thru much of it and took what they could. We need mattresses and box springs, a couch, bedding, dishes(mine were take along with my pots and pans) they took my coffee maker toaster... I’m pretty much starting over with nothing.
Lastly, because I’m not able to start my new job until the very end of the month, I’m worried about my rent for the month of September. Gosh, then I also have to get utilities turned on, and my daughter doesn’t have many clothes. Between what was soaked in the rain and no access to a washer or dryer right away and from us living outside “camping” we just don’t have much left. I can’t begin to thank Frank and the NPC crew for helping me out during this chapter. I won’t let y’all down. I never thought I’d be here and I’m going to make sure I never find my way back here. Lessons have been learned and for those and the relationships that I gained along the way, I am grateful.❤️
This is so hard to do, but my daughter (13 yrs old) and I are having to start over with absolutely nothing. I am not the type of person to ask for help. But I’ve come to a point where I can suck it up and ask for help or stay too proud to do so and risk never getting back on my feet again. I don’t really have friends or family to go to in the event of an emergency; especially not anyone to go to after a series of emergencies one right after the other. Thankfully Frank at “The NPC Show Live” & “The NPC Show Clips” on YouTube has been kind enough to use his channel to ask his followers to help me out. This is honestly the nicest thing anyone has EVER done for me. I can count the number of folks who have helped me out on one hand so I’m not at all used to being on the receiving end of such kindness. I feel blessed just knowing someone cares. That’s worth more money than one could ask for.
I’m going to share a few snippets of what got me here and why I’m asking for some help... I was a foster kid and haven’t been close to my biological family in ages. I became a single mom while still in foster care. A couple years after becoming a teen mom, I joined the Army. While in the army I sustained a pretty serious injury to my knee. 9 reconstructive surgeries and countless medications and therapies later, I developed a widespread neurological disease called reflex sympathetic dystrophy. It’s known as the most painful disease known to medicine. “Go big or go home,” right? Nothing the doctors suggested, prescribed or ordered ever seemed to bring any relief or comfort. One magical day I was introduced to high dose vitamin and nutrient IV infusions and Stem Cell Therapy.
After experiencing the unbelievable benefits of these treatments first hand, I decided to go all in and opened my own regenerative health clinic. Our clinic was focused on helping other veterans with chronic illnesses and ailments after they had also exhausted their options using traditional medicine but were unable to cover the costly treatments. The clinic was doing well and I felt like I was on top of the world. I was newly single, fresh out of a very unhealthy marriage. I went from being overweight and in so much pain that I could hardly walk, to being the healthiest I’d ever been, wearing heels every day and loving myself for the first time ever! Then, Covid-19 came barreling into 2020 like a wrecking ball and destroyed everything I had worked so hard for. It didn’t take long before the money I did have set aside was gone, and I came home to find my belongings on the lawn, soaking wet from the rain. I had been renting from a private landlord and will be taking care of that legal matter in due time.
I have finally secured a new place to live, however it isn’t available until the 19th of August. My daughter and I are currently staying with a friend, but on the 9th she has family coming to stay with her, and there are already 8 of us in a small 3 bedroom apartment. Once the rest of her family arrives, there will be 11 of us in the apartment and it’s just not possible for us to stay. I absolutely loathe asking for help! But I don’t have any other options. I was just offered a decent job but I won’t be able to start until the end of August, when the gentleman I am going to replace, retires. I’m so worried that I won’t be able to pay for somewhere to stay for the 10 days that we have to wait between staying at my friend's home and our new place. Before we were able to stay where we currently are, we had been staying in a hotel when possible and then we stayed out in the woods with a shelter we made of tree branches propped against a large rock face/bluff. It was freezing out at that time, so with no electricity, we built the fire against the rock so it would heat up and became our furnace. We definitely found the true meaning of “roughing it.” As incredible of an experience as it was to bond with my daughter and prepare her for a zombie apocalypse, I’d much prefer to remain in doors, if at all possible.
The other things we need help with are furniture, and my daughter could use some clothes. By the time I got to the house the rain had soaked EVERYTHING! With nowhere to go, I wasn’t able to save much of anything. And my wonderful neighbors had already picked thru much of it and took what they could. We need mattresses and box springs, a couch, bedding, dishes(mine were take along with my pots and pans) they took my coffee maker toaster... I’m pretty much starting over with nothing.
Lastly, because I’m not able to start my new job until the very end of the month, I’m worried about my rent for the month of September. Gosh, then I also have to get utilities turned on, and my daughter doesn’t have many clothes. Between what was soaked in the rain and no access to a washer or dryer right away and from us living outside “camping” we just don’t have much left. I can’t begin to thank Frank and the NPC crew for helping me out during this chapter. I won’t let y’all down. I never thought I’d be here and I’m going to make sure I never find my way back here. Lessons have been learned and for those and the relationships that I gained along the way, I am grateful.❤️
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Amber Leigh
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Atlanta, GA