Eating my pride and asking for help.

Here I am. Doing the thing I never wanted to do because I hate asking for help...because I know we are all going through struggles. I’m mentally and physically desperate. Not just swallowing my pride...I’m ravenously eating it and swallowing hard.  

At the moment, I have no health insurance due to me being placed on medical lay-off from my job. Bills are MOUNTING....among expenses beyond that...Christmas on top of it with Zoey has me having anxiety freak outs. I have an ultrasound on my right breast on Monday to determine what exactly is going on with excruciating pain I’ve had since the second breast cancer diagnosis one year ago December 7. I’ll be needing surgery to correct havoc that reconstruction has had on my body.  I am forcing myself to go back to work in a month, if they find a position for me, just to have health insurance again and afford the surgery or whatever is coming on down the line.

I cannot not begin to thank you all for being there for me over the past 6 years of health issues. I would’ve never made it without the endless love you’ve shown Zoey and I and I’m forever in your debt.

Jen