Hi.

Some of you know me well but those who don't know me my name is Sarah and I don't ask for help easily. I apologise for the long read but given my ask I find it important that people understand the whole story.

For the last 15 years I have been and out of hospital due to many medical problems, had 9 surgeries across my stomach but have always stubbornly pushed myself forward so that I can provide for my family and be there for my friends and LARP community.

In October of 2024 I moved my family to Ballarat in the hopes for a fresh start and to be closer to the friends and LARP community I love so much.

Things were going well for the first month or so, new job I love within a week of moving up here, a beautiful new house we rent that gave my family their own space and room to grow in, friends living so close we never felt alone and a LARPing community that greeted us with open arms and made us feel so welcome.

Unfortunately in December of 2024, I visited Ballarat base hospital which would be the first of 10 visits since moving up here to now, June 2025.

The initial visit would see me diagnosed with a left inguinal hernia that would start limiting my ability at work which I am now waiting on surgery for. This also saw me present back to emergency a few times when the pain got so bad I couldn't walk.

In March I attended the hospital again and it was found I had bile ducts 4x times the size they should be and bile/liver levels in my blood 8 x the range a normal person should have. This leaves me sick most of the time and unable to eat alot of things in fear of the pain and sickness it will cause. I am now on a waiting list to investigate this further and deal with that problem. This also saw me present back to emergency many times because of the severity of pain it can cause.

And then on May 17th a shocking miracle. After years of Doctors saying I couldn't and was very unlikely I would have another child I found out I was pregnant.

The two weeks that followed went from shock, to hope and then to sadness when the next scan showed the heartbeat had stopped.

I ended up in hospital 2 days later as I had contracted an infection from the missed miscarriage and had to undergo a D and C. I was sent home 30 minutes after waking up, no pain killers and no antibiotics.

3 days later I was in hospital again with a post op infection and a trapped blood clot within my uterus.

Since then I have still been unable to attend work because of pain and sickness and the emotional toll of everything I have gone through, the thought of bills piling up because I have been out of work is making it hard for me to rest and heal which I desperately need.

I don't ask for help easily, people who know me know I am as stubborn as a mule, but I need help.

The money would go to bills that have piled up since being unable to work and give my family and I a bit of breathing room until I can return to work, giving me time to heal.