​am white-knuckling it on 40 acres in rural Virginia, waiting for a medical window that is closing faster than I'd like.

Most people know me as a caregiver, a mother, and a breeder of high-performance pugs — including Bababooey, my SAR and cardiac alert service dog, and Morticia Merlina, who does scent work and earthdogging. Right now, I'm the one who needs the help.

The Reality

I have dozens of diagnoses and severe sensitivities — including shellac, which is an ingredient in many standard US medications — that make me genuinely difficult to treat here. Last week, despite my documented warnings, I was given contraindicated injections that put me down for four days. I hear "I don't think I can help you" more than I hear anything else.

The Solution

In Mexico, my medical team at ABC Observatorio has managed my care successfully for 15 years. They compound my medications using clean ingredients, understand the full complexity of my conditions, and have taken me from 30% functioning to over 90% before. I am currently at about 10-30%. I know what works. I just need to get there.

Why I'm Asking

I saved for this trip. Then family emergencies drained what I'd saved — money I won't get back. I am now facing a return to hospice not because my condition is unmanageable, but because I cannot afford the flight and two-week stabilization period to reach the doctors who know how to keep me alive.

What I'm Fighting to Get Back To

My 40 acres. My breeding program building healthier pugs for future generations. The spicebush roots my puppies are currently excavating. The black walnuts I'm turning into artisan ink. A farm I'm opening for visits, classes, and the kind of magic that happens when people walk into a forest that knows them.

I want to be the provider again, not the patient. Boots on. Moving forward.

How You Can Help

$20 — taxi to or from ABC Observatorio

$100 — one compounded specialty prescription

$500 — closer to that flight

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