Please help Officer Hendrix. Stage 4 Cancer

On November 28th 2018 I was hospitalized and then diagnosed with stage 3 Colon Cancer. It was found due to low iron levels and many years of problems leading up to that point. I spent 10 days in the hospital, tests and surgery and then 6 months of chemo. As hard as the treatments were I continued to stay positive and fought it mostly alone. I had some friends come and go and at the end I felt lucky. I was lucky to be told I was in remission and would live a long life. That was in July of 2019. August 7th, 2019 I had a total hip replacement surgery. I was born with congenital hip dislocation and spent my life defying odds and doing things I was never supposed to do on my hip. So at 35 years old I was in remission from cancer and had a brand new hip. That was supposed to be a new beginning for me. I struggled for months with the new hip and getting better. I finally made it back home and after my hip dislocated I got serious about getting better. I wasn’t going to just give up. I was able to go back to work again as a police officer in February. That alone helped me with my mindset and helped to get me back In shape and where I needed to be. By moving back home I was able to reconnect with old friends and make new ones and they have become family. The family I never knew I needed but I’ve never been so thankful for them now. I was fired in July as a form of retaliation. It’s a long story that I can’t really talk about at the time. The same week was my 36th birthday and my 1 year cancer scans. The hospital uploaded my scan results within a couple days and I couldn’t believe what I was reading. It appeared my cancer was back and I hadn’t even seen my doctor yet. Still had over a week to process the information before I saw him. I could have had a month and I don’t think I could have prepared myself to hear the words he told me. On August 7th, exactly one year after my hip surgery, the doctor told me My cancer has metastasized to my liver. It’s back and with a vengeance. It’s extremely aggressive and I need treatment as soon as possible. Now I’m awaiting a biopsy to see where we go from here. I’m not giving up but I’m also being realistic and trying to make arrangements and plans for what my life is going to become and what the future holds. I want to make sure my kids are ok. I don’t want to leave them with burden. I want to plan my funeral and get it taken care of so they don’t have to. What sucks is I was looking for another job and now I know that no one will hire someone with stage 4 cancer. I’m awaiting unemployment but thanks to covid that’s taking forever. SSI will take forever. What they don’t tell you is that cancer not only takes your quality of life but it takes everything. Bill companies don’t care, they just want their money. So what am I supposed to do from here? Being alone makes it the hardest. I have my friends and family but at the end of the day... I’m alone. My children are almost grown and have their own lives. I never found that person who would love me and be with me and now I don’t see that ever happening. Who would want a sick person. I guess that’s my only regrets, not being a better mom over the years and not finding that true love I’ve always longed for. So for now, I’m still trying to process and this isn’t me giving up. This is just the thoughts on my mind and the mind processing my life. I beat it once and I pray I can do it again.