Hey what’s up you guys,

I really appreciate your consideration in supporting me during this challenging time. It's been a very humbling journey. Below is a summary of my story -- if you genuinely feel it in your heart to make a financial contribution that would be greatly appreciated. Please know that I am forever thankful for every bit of support, regardless of the size.

MY STORY

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On December 19th, 2023 around 2:00 am, I found myself struggling to breathe while visiting a friend in Houston, TX. My friend took me to the ER and I was given Prednisone for my severe shortness of breath, which unfortunately came with unpleasant side effects.

The ER doctor told me to go to an Ear, Nose, and Throat specialist (ENT) at the UT Physicians Otorhinolaryngology Medical Center. Once I was there, they stuck a camera down my nose to check my airways and then the ENT doctor put in an order for a chest X-ray and CAT scan of my neck. I was prescribed muscle relaxers to help my breathing in the meantime, which also had uncomfortable side effects.

When I got back home to California around December 30th my breathing seemed a little better and I had hope for my 2024 goals, but as the weeks passed my symptoms slowly worsened and new symptoms popped up. Alongside shortness of breath, I started experiencing:

These symptoms made working on anything impossible, hindering my ability to do everything I do in order to bring in income.

I didn’t understand what was happening to me. I thought of so many excuses as I tried to make sense of my symptoms. I stopped drinking coffee, thinking it was the reason for the internal vibrating. I went through an entire bottle of eye-drops to help the blurred vision and I changed my sleep routine thinking maybe I wasn’t getting enough sleep which is why I’m constantly tired, I spoke more slowly while creating social media content, thinking maybe I’m rushing and talking to fast which is why I keep slurring my speech – but none of that worked. That’s when I realized that it might be something deeper. I typed my symptoms on google and the results were always the same, that either I was experiencing a silent stroke or some form of a heart attack.

The reality of what was happening really started to scare me and stress me out because I wasn’t prepared to experience something this severe. My body felt like it was dying but I still had rent and other bills to pay. I tried to give energy to doing my same daily routine but that only caused my symptoms to get worse. I had to stop driving and I wasn’t even able to take out my own trash or wash my dishes or make my bed, etc. because any ounce of effort caused my breathing to get worse and then I’d be back at the ER.

People around me kept telling me to go back to the doctor or get government assistance during this rough time, but I was too weak to even set the appointments. All I could do was lay on the couch and attempt to breathe. It was definitely my pride that got in the way of asking for help with every little thing I needed to do because I knew people had busy lives and the level of help I needed was someone being around 24/7.

One night in February around 1:00am, I wrote a goodbye letter because I was convinced that I wasn’t going to make it through the night. That is how out of whack my body felt.

Because of that, a good friend of mine started coming over more consistently, getting groceries and cooking for me, and she also did a lot of my house chores and drove me around since I couldn’t drive.

My friend also connected me with a friend of hers who is a doctor specializing in Biomagnetism. I had 2 sessions with this doctor and the treatments alleviated many of my symptoms. However, today I’m still dealing with chest tightness and shortness of breath, making everyday tasks exhausting, pushing me back into crisis.

Trying to stay positive in the midst of all this has been difficult. Everything in my life has slowed to a stop over the past few months. The reality of my health condition forced me to lose my apartment, as living alone became unsafe, plus my body wont allow me to work so I can’t make money.

This is why I’m making the move to Texas, where another great friend of mine has opened up their home and offered financial support for my recovery. Their willingness to walk alongside me and monitor my health has meant so much to me because I didn’t know what I was going to do.

While my situation is not your responsibility, I am learning to embrace vulnerability and accept help from those who genuinely want to support me. Whether we have crossed paths personally or connected through social media, your willingness to stand by me during this time of need means the world to me.

*The money collected will be used for my medical bills, other bills, and the money put out by my friend for this move.*

As I allow my body and mind to recover in TX, the plan is to rest, not stress, and trust in the healing process. Though the road ahead may be long, I am determined to return to my regular life, including reconnecting with you all on social media soon!

Thank you from the bottom of my heart for your support!

- Juuna'e Dai'Re <3

EXPENSES

Moving:

Initial pickup and delivery protection - $563.95

Transportation fee $3,567.11

Final delivery and pick $131

Hire packers $1869.20

Medical:

UT Physicians (ENT) - $772

CAT Scan & Chest X-ray - $417

ER Visit - $250

Etc.

Rent:

Missed payments (Feb. & Mar.) = $4,000

Car Note:

Missed payments (Feb. & Mar.) = $1,100

TOTAL: $12,669