I'm not so sure where to start. I write this with a very heavy heart. I asked some friends and family if this would be a good idea and was encouraged to at least try as I have no alternative options.
So, here it is. I am a mother of 3 healthy, and smart children. A young man 16, and 2 beautiful daughters, 14 and 8. I have always been very adamant about making sure they are taken care of physically, emotionally, and financially. I have worked very hard. As hard as I have tried, we are no stranger to struggle. Yet we have always had what we need. I found a good job and was then doing very well for myself and my children.
All of a sudden...things got complicated and extremely difficult. 3 years ago (November 2011) I started having seizures all of a sudden pop up out of nowhere. At first they would only come every once in a while, such as one every other month or so. I got referrals from my primary care physician to neurologists, I had MRI and CAT scans as well EEGs done. No abnormal results. Diagnosed as generalized epilepsy. I was prescribed anti seizure medications and went on about my life.
Things seemed to calm down a little bit. I continued to keep working, taking care of my kids and home, just living my "normal" life. Although I was not seizure free, the convulsions were seldom and not very debilitating. Like, just a hiccup every once in a while.
January of 2012, just a few months later. My son was crossing the road in the crosswalk and got hit by a truck. His injuries were extensive but by Gods graces non life threatening. We spent about 3-4 weeks in the hospital recovering.
A couple weeks later, I had a seizure, but this one was like no other. Stonger, more debilitating, cognitive impairment and had the doctors wanting to keep me in the hospital for a couple days. Another MRI and EEG was done, again, no abnormal results. The neurologist said the change was most likely due to the overwhelming emotional stress of my son's accident. So we raised the dosages of my medications and watched very closely.
All the while having seizures more frequently and with no avail to remedey. I could only just be careful and try to avoid things and situations that are known to trigger seizures. Having not been able to drive since I was diagnosed that wasn't too hard. All I did really was work and take care of the kids.
Then...April of this year came, and everything in my world completely changed. My seizures very rapidly became extremely aggressive and volatile. Nobody could explain why. So, I got new doctors, who got new scans, and prescribed different meds. I was told the MRI revealed Hippocampus Atrophy (atrophy means "loss of volume") and I had developed scar tissue in that area of my brain. But...they don't know if its the cause or the affect of the seizures.
The results of this happening were detrimental...I lost my job as they cannot provide a safe enough environment for the amount and severity of the episodes I was now having.
Since I lost all my income from having these seizures, I have depleted my savings using it to make sure my bills and kids have been taken care of. I have used all available community resources. Encouraged by many, including my doctors, I have applied for disability, though it is a process that takes quite a while. I am now in a position where I have nothing left. All bills are past due and I have no way of paying them. Unfortunately, the bill companies that I am indebted to, will not wait for my approval from disability.
I am just asking for enough help to cover the bare minimum until I get an approval for disability. The donations will go towards just that. Medical bills, transportation costs for medical services, seizure detection devices, expenses to take care of kids, and for me to get a seizure alert service dog/training. For those who really know me, know that I do not ask for very much, and if I do, I sincerely appreciate every single thing that anyone ever does for me with all my heart.
If you can afford it, I ask of you in the humblest way possible, please help us. If you cannot, I totally understand, I just ask that you share my story with someone who can. Thank you for taking time out of your busy day to read this. God bless.