Bianca’s doesn’t like cancer and neither should you. Help me

I am writing this from the heart. I am scared. I don’t want to die. I was diagnosed with stage 3 colon cancer which will be confirmed after my surgery to remove my tumor on the 16th. I will be going into chemo or immunotherapy just a few weeks after surgery. I just started a new job after being unemployed 8 months and my unemployment ran out in April. I’ve sold things I’ve loved. I have tried charities. I am 4K behind on rent, I have a shut off notice for electric and gas. Getting this job was supposed to change my life and I was diagnosed 2 weeks after getting hired.

I’m navigating thru grants which can take months to hear from.

I need prescriptions which cost money I don’t have. I won’t have any PTO for 90 days. Even with that we are looking at 3-4 days as it accumulated over time.

My biggest fear though is dying before my kitties. They are young and I need 10-15 years. While I try to believe they would be okay without me. They are my family. Nobody can love them more than me.

I spent 12 years in animal welfare giving my heart and soul to the cause saving 100’s if not 1000’s. I have to believe somewhere in this crazy universe that karma will reach me.

I am in so much pain all the time and sick in a way I can’t describe.

Talking to the social worker at the hospital funds are drying up. Getting help will be harder. I still have hope. I still have dreams and if I make it thru this I will make those dreams come true. The only thing that’s really keeping me sane right now are Mr Murphy, Peanut and Colby. They bring me the biggest smiles on the loneliness days.

I don’t just ask for help. I beg for it.