Cancer patient and service dogs must move. Need help

My name is Jeannette. I am 56 years old and severely disabled. I am also a cancer patient and I have chronic illness. I have two service dogs. Squiggly spooch Rapunzel rainbow is my mobility, cardiac alert, seizure alert/response and diabetic alert/response service dog. He is a 9-year-old Australian Shepherd. He has been with me through cancer treatments, surgeries, heart attacks and other emergencies. Baby is my 3 pound Chihuahua. She is specially trained to react to my PTSD/night terrors. I am the survivor of my own kidnapping and attempted murder by my ex-husband. Which has left me with severe PTSD and anxiety issues.

I recently have been found out that after 11 years I am being forced to move. I truly didn't see this coming. I have been living with someone who I considered to be adopted family. But that dynamic has changed. And now I am being forced to move elsewhere. I do have somewhere to go. But I am on disability and only make a bit over $700 a month and my disability payments. By the time I pay my existing bills it leaves me with about $100 a month. I am trying to get the money together to get either a moving truck with a ramp because I have a very heavy motorized wheelchair that has to be moved. Or what would be better. Is a U-Haul box or pods box. Where I would have the box here and I could load it up slowly. And then they would move it and then I would have time to unload it. Both of those options would give me a month to make the move happen. But I need about $800 to make that happen even though it's a local move. And I just don't have that money. A moving truck would cost me about $400 for the move. But then I also have to have help with loading everything on one day and I'm packing it all on one day. Which I don't know how much of a possibility that is for me.

It is really difficult for me because I have a severe spinal injury that limits what I can and can't do. In 2017 I almost died. I had become completely paralyzed. Seven trips via ambulance to the hospital in 14 days. And everyone told me they had no clue what was wrong. And sent me home. By the time I saw my orthopedist and it was figured out what was wrong I was in the starting stages of organ failure. Turned out that I had three spinal abscesses that they have no idea where they came from. I was hospitalized off and on for a year. Spending days and weeks in the hospital. It took me a year to learn a walk again. Towards the end of my recovery journey with spine. I told my doctor that I was having some female problems and was getting concerned. My male doctor told me that I was so used to being sick for the last year that I was still seeking attention. And refused to treat me. Within a month I ended up in the emergency room. They found a mass on my uterus. I went to a gynecologist they did some biopsies of my uterus and told me that it was nothing to be concerned about. But if I wanted a hysterectomy I could get one. I said by all means take it out. When I went for my follow-up visit the doctor wouldn't make eye contact with me so I already knew. I asked him what stage of cancer it was and he looked shocked. This time it was stage 2 grade b endometrial cancer. I've already had stage 2 cervical cancer twice. Skin cancer. Pre-cancer of my sinus and of my colon and of my thyroid. I went through months of radiation internal radiation treatment that went horribly wrong. Causing a severe radiation burn internally. Going through all of this while still learning to walk and recovering from my spinal injury. For years I'd done well. I went from being in a wheelchair to using a walker to using a cane to using nothing. Over the last couple years I started getting sick again. It turns out that all of the trauma that my body had went through had activated an autoimmune disease in my body. It's called reiter's disease. Basically it is a disease where your body doesn't recognize different parts of your body at different times. And literally tries to eradicate those particular parts of your body. The way my rheumatologist explained it is your body is trying to slowly kill itself off one piece at a time. Between the spinal injury. The Cancer treatments. And the autoimmune disease. It's severely limits what I can do. There are times when I can just go to the store and pick up a bag of groceries just a single bag of groceries. But then I have to be in bed for 2 days because going to the store bringing home the groceries putting them away was too much for my body to take.

I also need help with purchasing moving boxes. Tape labels and other supplies. I don't have an entire house that has to be moved I do have quite a bit of stuff. I have furniture a freezer a washer my bed plus all my personal items my TV plus clothing and other items. Not to mention my custom-made power wheelchair. Which does not come apart and is not portable like that. I also have a manual wheelchair. A couple of walkers and other medical equipment that has to be moved.

I no longer own a vehicle as my pickup truck that I used to have. Needed a new clutch pin. The person that I'm living with currently had someone that owed them some wages. And they offered to fix my truck in lieu of that. While he had my truck my truck was vandalized and hit at least twice by another vehicle. The driver side door was no longer working. And my truck was an absolute mess. After we got it back. The city of El Paso told me that because it was considered not working I had to sell it 3 days or they were going to impounded and then charge me a bunch of impound fees. So I had to sell my truck for $500 for parts. This is also made the move incredibly more difficult because I cannot just take things to the new place as I feel like I can.

I am moving myself my two service dogs and I have a couple of emotional support animals as well. They are being welcomed into the new home with no issues.