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Hello, My name is John . I am retired Military (USN) and then retired Correctional Officer. I have a long time friend , Ro Thompson, who lives about 4 hours away who is being slowly squeezed to death and I have decided a Go Fund Me account would be the best way to help her. I have known her for about 15 years . For the first part of knowing her, she was bed ridden with an undiagnosed reason for her complete health failure which they finally diagnosed as Lymes Disease. She is still sick because of that and the affects on her immune system. We are at a period of time where I feel it is up to US, (the people), to step up and help our friends, neighbors, aquaintenances, or the person on the street. The government, both federal and local, pretends not to see the problems that so many people (including but not limited to) Veterans, Elderly, Single Mom's and those forced into becoming homeless encounter on a daily basis. They are quick to take your tax money and put it into the Arts or give themselves a pay raise, but what about the people? I know they are not going to change and Ro is real close to losing everything and or starving to death. I am hoping you will be lead to step up and assist. Anything at all would be so Greatly Appreciated. Thank you. Ro's story follows:
My name is Ro Thompson. I am 66 years old and permanently disabled from multiple health problems. I have 21 major health diagnoses. I am a breast cancer survivor since 1992 and a cervical cancer survivor since 1999. I am about to become homeless and am currently slowly starving to death. I need to save my home, pay off extensive debts and medical bills.
This is my story: I was a successful professional artist (fine and graphic) in Austin on a meteorite career path. I taught college and was head of my department by the time I was in my late 20’s.
In the spring of 1980 when I was 29 I started experiencing strange, multiple, and debilitating health problems. Neither my holistic or primary care MD’s could figure out why. They just chocked it up to I was “getting ready to turn 30” and I was the “healthiest person they had ever seen”. I had been an athlete my entire life, even ran track in college before there was a title anything for women.
Over the next 12 years my condition worsened, yet my doctors didn’t see a thing wrong with me because of my healthy blood work. They were starting to treat me like a hypochondriac. My life started falling apart. My job, reputation, and relationships were being negatively impacted. Over a period of time, not understanding what was happening to me, friends, family, and colleagues started bailing on me. Some actively went after me like wolves on prey.
In 1992 I hit the wall with my health, when breast cancer literally erupted out of my breast overnight. I had a complete modified radical mastectomy and 98 treatments of chemo, both infusion and oral, and the lab techs were still telling me while 5 major chemo drugs were being poured into me during a single infusion that I was “the healthiest person they had ever seen… I didn’t have so much as a mineral off”.
From that point on my entire body domino failed and I had 14 major surgeries over the next 7 years including a second partial mastectomy and ending with a complete hysterectomy from cervical cancer. My immune system was totally destroyed and no one knew why. Besides being immune deficient, I was diagnosed with atypical rheumatoid arthritis, fibromyalgia, massive migraines, irregular heartbeat, CFS, IBSD, advanced osteoporosis, cognitive dysfunction with an abnormal “bright white spot” in the center of my brain, brain fog, life threatening acid reflux disease, high blood pressure, unknown cause of complete destruction of all the muscles, ligaments, and tendons in my ankles, unknown cause of massive muscle cramps that involved the muscles of half my body all at once, like the world’s greatest Charlie horse, that would not release for as long as 2 hours per episode, bi-lateral lymphedema in my hands and arms, inability to deal with stress, and much more. I became permanently disabled in 1993, and in 1999 it became clear on my disability income that I could no longer afford to live in Austin. I moved back to Midland where I had graduated from high school.
In 2005, my condition was so bad that I was totally bedridden for 4 months at a time. It felt like every cell in my body was dying. And that turned out to be a correct assessment. I searched the internet and found what was supposed to be one of the top 3 doctors in Texas to treat CFS. So I made an appointment with the one in Ft. Worth.
25 years after the first onset of my symptoms, and 78 doctors later I finally found the doctor who knew the cause of my complete health failure. I had been infected with Lyme Disease in 1980. The doctor was amazed that I had worked at all, much less for 12 years post infection. The doctor told me I was “one tough little cookie”. The doctor told me I had already outlived the normal life span after being infected with Lyme Disease. I had to laugh… I told this doctor it was because I was “the healthiest person the labs had ever seen”.
The antibiotic treatments helped to knock back the Lyme, but I will never be free of it because of its life cycle. Once antibiotics are administered to the body, the body sends out a signal that there are antibiotics, and the defense mechanism of the Lyme spirochete is that within 15 minutes of antibiotics being introduced into the body, the adult pathogens have formed a protective cyst around them that the antibiotics cannot penetrate. When the antibiotic “all clear” signal goes out in the body, the cysts start breaking down, but this is the Lyme pathogens reproductive cycle, and instead of releasing one pathogen from a single cell, it releases thousands. Lyme spirochetes are not cell specific, they invade everything and destroy all the cells there... your brain, heart, lungs, blood, bones, muscles, everything.
In 2012 I was introduced to a product called Ultimate Monolauren through friends who knew a Lyme infected person who had started to take this natural product. It’s 97% lactic acid, which is found in all women’s breast milk and gives the immune boost to new born babies, and it's natural in coconuts. Ultimate Monolauren is concentrated in much higher dosages of lactic acid.
Lactic acid destroys all gram positive pathogens, which is all bacteria and many critical viruses. Lyme Disease is a gram positive pathogen. It works because the acid causes the exoskeleton of gram positive pathogens to “unbind”, i.e. it causes them to break apart or in effect dissolve what holds their exoskeleton together. After two weeks of taking it, I was having remarkable results… I could actually get up and function on some days… half a day, sometimes a full day, and every once in awhile 3 days in a row. After each time up, I had to spend extended time down still from the CFS, 8 hours to several days for each hour up, but I was more functional than I had been in decades. I suddenly had hope that I might be able to get some of my life back.
The next year, 2013, my then 88 year old mother, who was bi-polar, obsessive/compulsive, brain damaged, and physically violent, had to move in with me from her home in far north Houston, Kingwood. It’s approximately 600 miles between her front door and mine and a drive through some of the hardest country in Texas. I had to become her caregiver to save her from being taken into Guardianship by Adult “Protective” Services in Harris County, where they would take all her assets… her home, furnishings, vehicle, dad's pension and social security, everything. She wanted them to leave her alone because she wanted to die in her own home under her own terms.
She finally agreed to come live with me because she had no other choice and gave me Power of Attorney over her affairs. I didn’t know how I was going to do this, as I was just beginning to be able to take care of myself again, but I could not let them do this to her, no matter how difficult it was going to be.
Once I obtained POA, I discovered my brother had systematically taken from her every asset my father had left her when he died in 1987, savings and all. He had completely cleaned her out. On top of that I discovered she had been totally supporting him since 1991. She held the mortgage on the home he lived in, and he had not paid his mortgage payment to her in over 20 years, plus he had just talked her into giving him the house free and clear. She had taken out 4 or 5 reverse mortgages on her home to get the cash out because she was destitute, and he had taken even that money too. And he had run up nearly $40,000 in debt maxing out two credit cards.
Yet my mother's home was in terrible disrepair, She had been taken advantage of by contractors post hurricane Rita after a huge oak went through her home and hurricane Ike. I discovered most of the repairs had not actually been done but covered up and what had been repaired was poorly done and had to be repaired properly. My brother had been to see her one time since our father died, and that was 2 months before I obtained POA… and that was to talk her out of the house he was living in that she owned free and clear. I was stunned speechless. We were NOT raised this way.
I didn’t know how I was going to care for her with her mental and health problems and her physical violence, because I could only partially function with my own health issues. I didn’t know how I was going to be able to repair her home to get it sold. I looked into selling "as is" but the offers were a quarter of the values of the homes in the area and was many tens of thousands of dollars below the reverse mortgage. I was going to have to make make the repairs and needed to make a profit to be able to pay all the debts my brother had run up and be able to recap the cost of such extensive repairs. I didn't know where that money was going to come from. I sold everything I could, including my little life insurance policy, a tiny amount of stock I had left, and used my small IRS refunds over the next three years, maxed out all my credit cards, and I took out a personal loan from a friend with a 20% interest rate, coming due in full at the end of this month.
When I moved her to Midland she had to immediately go into rehab. She had a bad fall two days before I picked her up. She was in a Houston hospital. In the near three years she lived with me she was continually in and out of emergency rooms, rehabs, hospitals, with numerous emergency surgeries. It was an on going revolving door.
She was often thrown out of and even permanently banned from facilities due to her mental health issues and her physical violence. She ran off most home care help and there was no money for private care. I was taking her to see a neurological psychiatrist and she was on enough meds to mellow a herd of bull elephants in musk, yet she in her shrunken form of 4'10" could still take down a 6’ 4” orderly. She was continually in non-compliance with Medicare regulations. Medicare does not cover the medical bills when someone is declared “non-compliant”. A single month in a senior care rehab facility runs over $13,000 a month, so many medical bills that should have been covered 100% were being denied by Medicare and billed to me due to non-compliance.
Because she had a reverse mortgage on the house, she had to live in her home or else they would take her home immediately. So I had to keep coming to Houston to both repair her home and make sure she lived in it long enough that they couldn’t come in a just take her home.
It was 3 years of absolute hell and where my health had been improving, it was now rapidly deteriorating and I was crashing badly. My only reprieve to recoup was during the times she was in a medical facility. I knew couldn’t do this much longer.
I had to do car rentals for all the trips, because my 1996 vehicle was neither long distance road worthy after my neighbors oak tree decided to commit suicide on top of it on one of the calmest night I’ve ever seen in West Texas. Nor did it have the room to haul all mom’s medical equipment...wheelchairs, walkers, toilet chairs, bath lifts, etc. In addition the suspension system on my vehicle was too rough for her for the normal 9 hour drive between her house and mine. The drive would have beaten her to death… and the trip always took much longer than 9 hours, a more grueling 12 to 18 hours, due to both our medical needs. As a result I had to rent large SUV's or Mini Vans to carry all her necessary equipment, and they had to have the best suspension system available for that long arduous journey... it was very expensive.
Then I was hit with another huge financial blow. When I went on permanent disability in the early 90’s, my HR Director informed me that my salary was way above the cap, and that after the cap there was a large percentage reduction of what you could receive for disability payments. I took a huge financial cut at the time and my disability insurance had no cost of living provisions, but it was lifetime disability.
Shortly after I went on disability, the insurance company's lifetime benefits division was bought out by another company. This company continually harassed and withheld monthly payments or would delay payments for up to 6 weeks past the payment time. They made the disabled jump through a lot of hoops every month and continually threatened us with losing our coverage and income, even though most of us had gone before a federal judge to get our permanent disability approved. Finally my former employer changed to another company. But somewhere in all these insurance changes, my lifetime disability was eliminated, and became disability until age 65. I learned this from the new company.
So last year I lost my major source of income, my disability insurance, due to my age. My income was reduced to only my SSI – social security disability. I also learned then that I would never get my full social security because I am permanently disabled. Add to that for the decade and a half that I taught college, I paid into teacher retirement as all teachers do, and not social security. The teacher retirement was eaten up decades ago by medical bills. So my sum total income since my birthday last year is a net $782 per month that I’m supposed to be able to live off for the rest of my life. That doesn’t even cover my medical insurance and my prescriptions drugs, of which I’ve already reduced down to those that I absolutely must have to live. Many of my medications are not on the formulary. Many are in such high dosages they will not cover them.
I put pencil to paper again and figured that with my dads pension having been reduced down to a quarter of what it was when mom went on it and his social security that she was getting and my ssi that if I could get mom’s house finished by March of this year and on the market, that we could just squeeze by. Then she died in January 5 days after we arrived back in Houston.
Not only were there the expenses to have her remains taken care of but then I discovered more old hurricane damage that had not been repaired, major appliances failed, the wiring caught fire and the house had to be rewired, the sewage line backed up, the central air unit overflowed into the house for 3 weeks and they couldn’t find the problem, and the new carpet and pad in the living room and dining room had to be replaced because of it and walls torn out…. when all I came down here to do was finish painting the interior myself and get the tile laid in the remaining 3rd of the house. With the loss of dad’s pension and social security upon mom’s death, I’ve been paying for two households with homeowners insurance, utilities, etc and all these additional repairs with my income at $782 a month.
I am terribly in debt between mother’s bills and the ones I have accrued in trying to help her. I can no longer make my mortgage payment and in two months my home will be foreclosed on.
What few medications I can afford are more important than being able to eat regularly, so I’m down to one meal a day under 400 calories. At this rate I have about 3 weeks of food left, yet last night I threw up my small meal.
I contracted a staph infection in early April and it has bedridden me since, as I have no immune system to fight it with. The antibiotics for it were 2000 mg a day, and that nearly finished me off with their severe side effects and damages they have caused. I may have some kidney and heart damage from it. It’s going to be at least a couple of months before I can get back on my feet from this latest health set back.
This insidious disease has stolen everything from me. My life, my health, my career, my relationships, my hopes and dreams. And I have suffered more than just what the disease has destroyed by the smallness and sometimes outright viciousness by an amazing number of people with rumormongering, false witnessing, and harsh judgements from what they had no idea about.
I am forever grateful to the 5 true friends and 1 family member who have stuck by me. Part of the financial debts I owe are to them and I really need to be able to repay them . I don't want to leave them holding the bag because of them standing beside me and what has happened beyond my control. God bless them for being true friends, but more importanly for being true human beings. I believe there are a lot more out there.
I am now in a truly life and death situation. I need funding to save my home .... pay off my mortgage, pay off the deep debt I have incurred to help my mother, pay off her bills, pay off both our medical bills, and pay painters and tile layers to finish my parents home so it can be put on the market. With a reverse mortgage, the house has to be sold within a year of the owner's death. I don't have much time left to complete this. There will be no profit seen in the selling of my parents home as that has been eaten up by unexpected serious repairs, vandalism to the house when we’ve been gone, cost over rides, contractor mistakes, car rentals, and the reverse mortgage. That doesn't even include the debts my brother left.
I can’t live off $782 a month… no one in America can unless they have family to live with. I don't. The only way I can is to pay off my mortgage and all these debts in full, then look into having a couple of roommates in my home. As it stands, in 2 months I’m on the street in a 20 year old vehicle that is past due on inspection because it needs repairs that I can’t afford. And in the mean time I continue to slowly starve to death. I have lived in immense pain for decades, but the pain of hunger is possibly the worst. I’ve fought for my life for the last 36 years… I’m not quitting now. But I can’t do it without either divine intervention, or your help… and to me, that’s one and the same.
I’m hoping you will help. Otherwise, I’ll be dead on the street literally within a few months. I never thought in my worse case senerio that it would come to this. As it is, right now I’m simply terrified.
If you can donate a dollar, I can’t thank you enough. My gratitude is immense to those friends whom have tried to help as they could, but they have done as much as they can. Every day I give thanks for the blessings I’ve had in life. If you become one of those blessings, I will hold you eternally in my thoughts and prayers in deepest gratitude for saving my life… and my home to give me a place to live.
Thank you for taking the time to read my story. Thank you John for doing this for me.
God bless you all.
I am eternally grateful.
Ro
My name is Ro Thompson. I am 66 years old and permanently disabled from multiple health problems. I have 21 major health diagnoses. I am a breast cancer survivor since 1992 and a cervical cancer survivor since 1999. I am about to become homeless and am currently slowly starving to death. I need to save my home, pay off extensive debts and medical bills.
This is my story: I was a successful professional artist (fine and graphic) in Austin on a meteorite career path. I taught college and was head of my department by the time I was in my late 20’s.
In the spring of 1980 when I was 29 I started experiencing strange, multiple, and debilitating health problems. Neither my holistic or primary care MD’s could figure out why. They just chocked it up to I was “getting ready to turn 30” and I was the “healthiest person they had ever seen”. I had been an athlete my entire life, even ran track in college before there was a title anything for women.
Over the next 12 years my condition worsened, yet my doctors didn’t see a thing wrong with me because of my healthy blood work. They were starting to treat me like a hypochondriac. My life started falling apart. My job, reputation, and relationships were being negatively impacted. Over a period of time, not understanding what was happening to me, friends, family, and colleagues started bailing on me. Some actively went after me like wolves on prey.
In 1992 I hit the wall with my health, when breast cancer literally erupted out of my breast overnight. I had a complete modified radical mastectomy and 98 treatments of chemo, both infusion and oral, and the lab techs were still telling me while 5 major chemo drugs were being poured into me during a single infusion that I was “the healthiest person they had ever seen… I didn’t have so much as a mineral off”.
From that point on my entire body domino failed and I had 14 major surgeries over the next 7 years including a second partial mastectomy and ending with a complete hysterectomy from cervical cancer. My immune system was totally destroyed and no one knew why. Besides being immune deficient, I was diagnosed with atypical rheumatoid arthritis, fibromyalgia, massive migraines, irregular heartbeat, CFS, IBSD, advanced osteoporosis, cognitive dysfunction with an abnormal “bright white spot” in the center of my brain, brain fog, life threatening acid reflux disease, high blood pressure, unknown cause of complete destruction of all the muscles, ligaments, and tendons in my ankles, unknown cause of massive muscle cramps that involved the muscles of half my body all at once, like the world’s greatest Charlie horse, that would not release for as long as 2 hours per episode, bi-lateral lymphedema in my hands and arms, inability to deal with stress, and much more. I became permanently disabled in 1993, and in 1999 it became clear on my disability income that I could no longer afford to live in Austin. I moved back to Midland where I had graduated from high school.
In 2005, my condition was so bad that I was totally bedridden for 4 months at a time. It felt like every cell in my body was dying. And that turned out to be a correct assessment. I searched the internet and found what was supposed to be one of the top 3 doctors in Texas to treat CFS. So I made an appointment with the one in Ft. Worth.
25 years after the first onset of my symptoms, and 78 doctors later I finally found the doctor who knew the cause of my complete health failure. I had been infected with Lyme Disease in 1980. The doctor was amazed that I had worked at all, much less for 12 years post infection. The doctor told me I was “one tough little cookie”. The doctor told me I had already outlived the normal life span after being infected with Lyme Disease. I had to laugh… I told this doctor it was because I was “the healthiest person the labs had ever seen”.
The antibiotic treatments helped to knock back the Lyme, but I will never be free of it because of its life cycle. Once antibiotics are administered to the body, the body sends out a signal that there are antibiotics, and the defense mechanism of the Lyme spirochete is that within 15 minutes of antibiotics being introduced into the body, the adult pathogens have formed a protective cyst around them that the antibiotics cannot penetrate. When the antibiotic “all clear” signal goes out in the body, the cysts start breaking down, but this is the Lyme pathogens reproductive cycle, and instead of releasing one pathogen from a single cell, it releases thousands. Lyme spirochetes are not cell specific, they invade everything and destroy all the cells there... your brain, heart, lungs, blood, bones, muscles, everything.
In 2012 I was introduced to a product called Ultimate Monolauren through friends who knew a Lyme infected person who had started to take this natural product. It’s 97% lactic acid, which is found in all women’s breast milk and gives the immune boost to new born babies, and it's natural in coconuts. Ultimate Monolauren is concentrated in much higher dosages of lactic acid.
Lactic acid destroys all gram positive pathogens, which is all bacteria and many critical viruses. Lyme Disease is a gram positive pathogen. It works because the acid causes the exoskeleton of gram positive pathogens to “unbind”, i.e. it causes them to break apart or in effect dissolve what holds their exoskeleton together. After two weeks of taking it, I was having remarkable results… I could actually get up and function on some days… half a day, sometimes a full day, and every once in awhile 3 days in a row. After each time up, I had to spend extended time down still from the CFS, 8 hours to several days for each hour up, but I was more functional than I had been in decades. I suddenly had hope that I might be able to get some of my life back.
The next year, 2013, my then 88 year old mother, who was bi-polar, obsessive/compulsive, brain damaged, and physically violent, had to move in with me from her home in far north Houston, Kingwood. It’s approximately 600 miles between her front door and mine and a drive through some of the hardest country in Texas. I had to become her caregiver to save her from being taken into Guardianship by Adult “Protective” Services in Harris County, where they would take all her assets… her home, furnishings, vehicle, dad's pension and social security, everything. She wanted them to leave her alone because she wanted to die in her own home under her own terms.
She finally agreed to come live with me because she had no other choice and gave me Power of Attorney over her affairs. I didn’t know how I was going to do this, as I was just beginning to be able to take care of myself again, but I could not let them do this to her, no matter how difficult it was going to be.
Once I obtained POA, I discovered my brother had systematically taken from her every asset my father had left her when he died in 1987, savings and all. He had completely cleaned her out. On top of that I discovered she had been totally supporting him since 1991. She held the mortgage on the home he lived in, and he had not paid his mortgage payment to her in over 20 years, plus he had just talked her into giving him the house free and clear. She had taken out 4 or 5 reverse mortgages on her home to get the cash out because she was destitute, and he had taken even that money too. And he had run up nearly $40,000 in debt maxing out two credit cards.
Yet my mother's home was in terrible disrepair, She had been taken advantage of by contractors post hurricane Rita after a huge oak went through her home and hurricane Ike. I discovered most of the repairs had not actually been done but covered up and what had been repaired was poorly done and had to be repaired properly. My brother had been to see her one time since our father died, and that was 2 months before I obtained POA… and that was to talk her out of the house he was living in that she owned free and clear. I was stunned speechless. We were NOT raised this way.
I didn’t know how I was going to care for her with her mental and health problems and her physical violence, because I could only partially function with my own health issues. I didn’t know how I was going to be able to repair her home to get it sold. I looked into selling "as is" but the offers were a quarter of the values of the homes in the area and was many tens of thousands of dollars below the reverse mortgage. I was going to have to make make the repairs and needed to make a profit to be able to pay all the debts my brother had run up and be able to recap the cost of such extensive repairs. I didn't know where that money was going to come from. I sold everything I could, including my little life insurance policy, a tiny amount of stock I had left, and used my small IRS refunds over the next three years, maxed out all my credit cards, and I took out a personal loan from a friend with a 20% interest rate, coming due in full at the end of this month.
When I moved her to Midland she had to immediately go into rehab. She had a bad fall two days before I picked her up. She was in a Houston hospital. In the near three years she lived with me she was continually in and out of emergency rooms, rehabs, hospitals, with numerous emergency surgeries. It was an on going revolving door.
She was often thrown out of and even permanently banned from facilities due to her mental health issues and her physical violence. She ran off most home care help and there was no money for private care. I was taking her to see a neurological psychiatrist and she was on enough meds to mellow a herd of bull elephants in musk, yet she in her shrunken form of 4'10" could still take down a 6’ 4” orderly. She was continually in non-compliance with Medicare regulations. Medicare does not cover the medical bills when someone is declared “non-compliant”. A single month in a senior care rehab facility runs over $13,000 a month, so many medical bills that should have been covered 100% were being denied by Medicare and billed to me due to non-compliance.
Because she had a reverse mortgage on the house, she had to live in her home or else they would take her home immediately. So I had to keep coming to Houston to both repair her home and make sure she lived in it long enough that they couldn’t come in a just take her home.
It was 3 years of absolute hell and where my health had been improving, it was now rapidly deteriorating and I was crashing badly. My only reprieve to recoup was during the times she was in a medical facility. I knew couldn’t do this much longer.
I had to do car rentals for all the trips, because my 1996 vehicle was neither long distance road worthy after my neighbors oak tree decided to commit suicide on top of it on one of the calmest night I’ve ever seen in West Texas. Nor did it have the room to haul all mom’s medical equipment...wheelchairs, walkers, toilet chairs, bath lifts, etc. In addition the suspension system on my vehicle was too rough for her for the normal 9 hour drive between her house and mine. The drive would have beaten her to death… and the trip always took much longer than 9 hours, a more grueling 12 to 18 hours, due to both our medical needs. As a result I had to rent large SUV's or Mini Vans to carry all her necessary equipment, and they had to have the best suspension system available for that long arduous journey... it was very expensive.
Then I was hit with another huge financial blow. When I went on permanent disability in the early 90’s, my HR Director informed me that my salary was way above the cap, and that after the cap there was a large percentage reduction of what you could receive for disability payments. I took a huge financial cut at the time and my disability insurance had no cost of living provisions, but it was lifetime disability.
Shortly after I went on disability, the insurance company's lifetime benefits division was bought out by another company. This company continually harassed and withheld monthly payments or would delay payments for up to 6 weeks past the payment time. They made the disabled jump through a lot of hoops every month and continually threatened us with losing our coverage and income, even though most of us had gone before a federal judge to get our permanent disability approved. Finally my former employer changed to another company. But somewhere in all these insurance changes, my lifetime disability was eliminated, and became disability until age 65. I learned this from the new company.
So last year I lost my major source of income, my disability insurance, due to my age. My income was reduced to only my SSI – social security disability. I also learned then that I would never get my full social security because I am permanently disabled. Add to that for the decade and a half that I taught college, I paid into teacher retirement as all teachers do, and not social security. The teacher retirement was eaten up decades ago by medical bills. So my sum total income since my birthday last year is a net $782 per month that I’m supposed to be able to live off for the rest of my life. That doesn’t even cover my medical insurance and my prescriptions drugs, of which I’ve already reduced down to those that I absolutely must have to live. Many of my medications are not on the formulary. Many are in such high dosages they will not cover them.
I put pencil to paper again and figured that with my dads pension having been reduced down to a quarter of what it was when mom went on it and his social security that she was getting and my ssi that if I could get mom’s house finished by March of this year and on the market, that we could just squeeze by. Then she died in January 5 days after we arrived back in Houston.
Not only were there the expenses to have her remains taken care of but then I discovered more old hurricane damage that had not been repaired, major appliances failed, the wiring caught fire and the house had to be rewired, the sewage line backed up, the central air unit overflowed into the house for 3 weeks and they couldn’t find the problem, and the new carpet and pad in the living room and dining room had to be replaced because of it and walls torn out…. when all I came down here to do was finish painting the interior myself and get the tile laid in the remaining 3rd of the house. With the loss of dad’s pension and social security upon mom’s death, I’ve been paying for two households with homeowners insurance, utilities, etc and all these additional repairs with my income at $782 a month.
I am terribly in debt between mother’s bills and the ones I have accrued in trying to help her. I can no longer make my mortgage payment and in two months my home will be foreclosed on.
What few medications I can afford are more important than being able to eat regularly, so I’m down to one meal a day under 400 calories. At this rate I have about 3 weeks of food left, yet last night I threw up my small meal.
I contracted a staph infection in early April and it has bedridden me since, as I have no immune system to fight it with. The antibiotics for it were 2000 mg a day, and that nearly finished me off with their severe side effects and damages they have caused. I may have some kidney and heart damage from it. It’s going to be at least a couple of months before I can get back on my feet from this latest health set back.
This insidious disease has stolen everything from me. My life, my health, my career, my relationships, my hopes and dreams. And I have suffered more than just what the disease has destroyed by the smallness and sometimes outright viciousness by an amazing number of people with rumormongering, false witnessing, and harsh judgements from what they had no idea about.
I am forever grateful to the 5 true friends and 1 family member who have stuck by me. Part of the financial debts I owe are to them and I really need to be able to repay them . I don't want to leave them holding the bag because of them standing beside me and what has happened beyond my control. God bless them for being true friends, but more importanly for being true human beings. I believe there are a lot more out there.
I am now in a truly life and death situation. I need funding to save my home .... pay off my mortgage, pay off the deep debt I have incurred to help my mother, pay off her bills, pay off both our medical bills, and pay painters and tile layers to finish my parents home so it can be put on the market. With a reverse mortgage, the house has to be sold within a year of the owner's death. I don't have much time left to complete this. There will be no profit seen in the selling of my parents home as that has been eaten up by unexpected serious repairs, vandalism to the house when we’ve been gone, cost over rides, contractor mistakes, car rentals, and the reverse mortgage. That doesn't even include the debts my brother left.
I can’t live off $782 a month… no one in America can unless they have family to live with. I don't. The only way I can is to pay off my mortgage and all these debts in full, then look into having a couple of roommates in my home. As it stands, in 2 months I’m on the street in a 20 year old vehicle that is past due on inspection because it needs repairs that I can’t afford. And in the mean time I continue to slowly starve to death. I have lived in immense pain for decades, but the pain of hunger is possibly the worst. I’ve fought for my life for the last 36 years… I’m not quitting now. But I can’t do it without either divine intervention, or your help… and to me, that’s one and the same.
I’m hoping you will help. Otherwise, I’ll be dead on the street literally within a few months. I never thought in my worse case senerio that it would come to this. As it is, right now I’m simply terrified.
If you can donate a dollar, I can’t thank you enough. My gratitude is immense to those friends whom have tried to help as they could, but they have done as much as they can. Every day I give thanks for the blessings I’ve had in life. If you become one of those blessings, I will hold you eternally in my thoughts and prayers in deepest gratitude for saving my life… and my home to give me a place to live.
Thank you for taking the time to read my story. Thank you John for doing this for me.
God bless you all.
I am eternally grateful.
Ro
Organizer and beneficiary
John Moore
Organizer
Midland, TX
Rolanda G Thompson
Beneficiary
