This fundraiser is for me Isaiah Jackson I am raising funds for a personal cause related to my life I am from Columbus Ohio this is my story

This support would give me the chance to focus on my studies, content creation, and advocacy work while rebuilding stability in my life. My goal is not only to overcome my own challenges, but to use my experiences to raise awareness and advocate for others. I care deeply about standing up for elders, vulnerable individuals, and communities whose voices often go unheard.

I am especially motivated by my mother’s legacy and the positive impact we were able to have on our small community for nearly a decade. Carrying forward that spirit of service continues to inspire me to turn difficult experiences into something meaningful that can help others.

Me with the football and my mom watching me play football with the kids in my community a usual activity we all did were my mom standing is where we lived

With your help, I can:

- Secure stable housing and a safe space to call my own that honors me and my mom original goal before she died to get stable housing together to help each other. While I be her caregiver ***MAIN GOAL ***

Let's rise above hardship and build a brighter future together. Thank you for your generosity and support.

Every donation, no matter the amount, helps move me one step closer to rebuilding stability and achieving my goals.

Your support will allow me to continue working toward making a positive impact in my community and beyond and start my life over

My ultimate goal is $1,900 to help get out of nursing home environment cover a first month’s rent, a security deposit, and essential necessities as I work toward a more stable living situation. I am truly grateful for any support, no matter the amount, and deeply appreciate everyone who takes the time to help.

My mom's Tombstone

My hydrocephalus condition water on brain

What the shunt look like inside of me from my brain to my stomach catheter

My staples from brain surgery number 2 ( may 2024 ) the hook like scar is from the first one ( December 2018 shunt inserted and draining accumulated fluid enough to kill me)

This is me

Me and my mom

Former ohio state University athlete me

As I reflect on my journey, I realize that many of my personal decisions have been shaped by my multicultural heritage and my upbringing in both Islamic and Christian teachings. I was raised to value compassion, service, and helping those in need, and those values strongly influenced the choices I made during a difficult period in my life. Good and bad that I take accountability for both

One of my strong advocacy causes is promoting racial unity across all religious traditions inspired by Malcolm X

Malcom X civil rights legend

And my current battle with a skilled nursing facility where I am seeking justice for wrongdoing in my level of care.

Brain Surgery Number 1 story below the hook like scar in a photo taking last year after my second brain surgery above of the back of my head December 2018

I suffered cerebral spinal fluid leakage causing my brain to clogg up. With fluid, creating a hydrocephalus headache

Example image 1 hydrocephalus headache

Increased pressure around the brain affecting brain functioning as a whole It feels like a magnet squeezing the life out of your brain. Making it hard to focus and maintain mobility, but with strength and resilience my body fought through the symptoms. I treated it like a regular headache before I knew that it was serious enough to take my life.

Watch this video my content One day before I was diagnosed December 2018

Surgery day 2018 December 14th in the a.m

The higher power guided my footsteps from my apartment. I shared with my family I tell my mom I be back without disclosing my whereabouts I forget what she was doing, but she was awake. I had my blue nike book bag with some changing clothes and a bag of Spicy Doritos one of my favorite potato chips I proceeded to head to urgent care, by foot where I found $20 buried in dirt in route I cleaned it off put it in my pocket and kept on walking. I finally get to the urgent care clinic and they tell me my issue appeared to be physical and that it would require further evaluation and to either refer me to another urgent care clinic with an MRI machine a week out or go directly to the emergency room where they will take me and put me in the MRI machine right away so it was a no brainer that's what I did I knew I couldn't wait a full week my eyes had begin to roll into the back of my head with each time I inhale and exhale air it was bad. In my eyes I might be dead in a week that is what my body was telling me enduring the pain. I listened to my body, in that moment and I continued my walking journey under my own power behold I made it into the hospital doors and I passed out to the floor in the emergency waiting area

Example of the scenery ER waiting area

I had enough energy to make it to the hospital by the grace of God, before my body gave out. I definitely feel like a higher power was with me that day the money in the dirt was a sign of the presence of the man upstairs, my fingers were crossed while walking soaking in my saying "Chin up hands high dried eyes that's, fly third eye undisguised with undeniable insights strategic efficiency decency time goes this is not a flow evolve or dissolve this is about progression not regression" my personal saying in my body of influential work. Although I treated the symptoms like a regular headache my third eye dug deeper envisioning a scenario more serious that led me to wake up and go get checked I never ruled out the possibility, but was definitely shocked when it went from being a possibility of something more serious to a reality of something more serious there was a doctor present at the hospital on call for my particular issue which is rare not for on-call doctors, but for doctors that are already present that specializes in your specific issue when you need them. My surgery was performed and my shunt was inserted I was put onto a hospital bed and immediately taken to the back to a room to get my vital signs back stable and they ordered an MRI

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Example image me and Doctor afterwards

The first time I went in, when I came out, the on-call neurosurgeon told me I was going to need emergency brain surgery. My mom got that phone call and completely freaked out. Remember, when I left that morning she didn’t even know where I was going.

You can only imagine what that moment must have felt like for her.

At the time, she had been secretly dealing with breast cancer.

She had been diagnosed a year earlier, in 2017, but she kept it hidden from everyone. Nobody knew what she was carrying on her shoulders.

This was my first surgery ever, but it was a situation she had already lived through once before. While she was pregnant with me, she had been dealing with a brain tumor in the same membrane area.

The doctors told her the risk was too great for both of us. Because of that danger, she had to deliver me early. I was born premature at six months. She never carried me the full nine months because the chances of both of us losing our lives were too high.

So when she received that call about me needing emergency brain surgery, it must have taken her right back to that moment in her own life.

What nobody realized at the time was that she was also quietly fighting cancer. She never told anyone.

She held it all in and carried it alone. She hid it so well that nobody suspected anything.

But after a while, the illness started to reveal itself. The symptoms began to show on her body, and slowly the truth became impossible to hide. By the time everyone finally realized what she had been going through, it was already late.

Holding her hand a week before her death real photo

We spent three weeks in the hospital leading up to her death. From Christmas Day 2023 until January 9th, 2024, she was tired. Looking back now, I wish I had recognized the signs while she was still alive, while she was still fighting to survive, instead of realizing them only after she was gone.

Losing her felt like losing my dad all over again.

I had been putting off my second brain surgery because I wanted her to be there. During my first surgery, she couldn’t stay the way she wanted to. She had an open wound on her neck, and the doctors were worried about the risk of infection, especially with me about to go into brain surgery.

She did come to the hospital when she first got the call about my diagnosis, but she couldn’t stay long. In the end, she only got to be there briefly.

I remember being wheeled down the hallway toward the operating room. I was praying as they pushed my bed forward. My mom was right behind me, walking with me the whole way until we reached the entrance to the surgery area. That is where she had to stop. She couldn’t go any further than the door.

The surgery lasted two hours and thirty minutes. They used a surgical robot. Thankfully, I was stable before the surgery, during the surgery, and afterward.

A few weeks later, after my staples were removed and I was finally out of the hospital, my mom and I had an emotional reunion. Seeing her again after everything we had both gone through meant more to me than I could put into words.

Example mother son reunion 2018

My second brain surgery story in May of 2024 I was stable before during and after my surgery for the second time walking less than 24 hours post surgery in ICU with head bandage

Example image of myself

my surgery was 5 hours and 30 minutes long I had a craniectomy they removed a piece of my skull in the back.

so my brain can have more room to breathe and took away my tumor, but kept a piece back there because of the increased risk it was to grab the whole tumor.

That the surgeon could cut into my brain so he left a piece back there and took most of it out, and unfortunately it can grow back not only that they discovered a new brain disease underneath the tumor.

My condition limits me at random loss of sensation in my hands arms legs and even feet I experience severe brain fog and mental health depression, but I still be able to manage.

It isn't to the point I can't live by myself I can definitely move around and live by myself I'm independent I just lack support I am expected to have shunt complications at some point which can lead to more brain surgeries my doctor told me

I don't know how many brain surgeries I will have in my life time I guess it just depends on how long my shunt hold up for living with the unknown is always stressful.

The longer the shunt stays in the more at risk you become to infection malfunction or mechanical failure which is common in shunts. Overall I want to inspire people with my story I wanna heal get right so I can continue helping people and empower people.

At this time, I don’t know when I will be able to move into a place of my own. With financial problems and currently not receiving any government benefits due to ongoing review and legal issues

I also still have some outstanding debt balances. At a point I believed my utility balances had been reduced to zero through a Home Choice program I enrolled and participated in some time ago, but I later discovered that some of my accounts had been closed and sent to collections. Because of that, I now have to pay the balances down to zero to bring the accounts back into good standing.

These include essential utilities such as electricity, water, and gas. At this point, I have not yet signed a lease, and my move in would heavily depend on when I am able to resolve the remaining utility balances. And an apartment actually is available for me to move in

Past due electric bill $100

Past due gas bill $150

Past due water bill $50

And I have a job opportunity waiting for me with my brother who is a third shift manager that I don't know when i will be able to start as of right now

I still need to pay off debt and your contributions will greatly help me work through this to relocate me out of the nursing home environment

And always Honor your mom what I describe next are some of my last real moments with my mom

January 8th night time at the hospital example

In my mom's final hours example

We spoke briefly in this moment before I proceeded to go. Down to the hospital lobby I made sure she was okay before I proceeded to step away.

Example image speaking to her nurse in the hall outside of her door

I stepped outside of her room to let her nurse know I was stepping out. To take my cousin his glasses and get some air and a little alone time because it was hard to hear her aching in pain and see her suffer the way she suffered. It became a point we had to feed her because they were threatening to put a feeding tube inside of her if she didn't start improving. So she told me she would begin her rounds shortly and she would check in on her giving me her reassurance she would be okay.

I come back upstairs to a scene like this example

I walk past her room initially before being directed back the way that I came from because of the way the hallway setup was and the rooms it confused me.

As I am walking back it began to look familiar and it hit me I was going the right direction. The same light reflection you see coming from out of the room in the example image of her room. As I walk quietly towards the hospital room, the bright light spilling out into the hallway, illuminating my concerned expression as I wonder about my mom inside. The fluorescent lights above seem to hum in sync with your footsteps, echoing the anxiety that's building up inside of me. As i take a deep breath, trying to prepare myself for what's to come, my eyes fixed on the area with a mix of worry and hope. For my mom inside as I get closer to the door entrance

This is the scene inside example imagine

As I look on in the red shirt watching hospital medics trying to revive my mom calling her name Tyra! Tyra! Tyra! In panic tools on the ground I was watching her enter respiratory distress meaning she lost brain activity her vitals completely failed they got her vitals going temporarily long enough to take her to ICU where she would ultimately die the following morning January 9th 2024

I checked myself into the emergency room after we wheeled her to ICU from her room I went with the hospital personnel I checked myself into the emergency room I wasn't feeling well I waited hours for a room on the other side of the same hospital about time I get to a room I go in the back close my eyes briefly then opened them back up to look at my social media and I seen a post about that said my mom died so that is how I found out she died on the other side

In then minutes later the family that was there on the other side with her a few of them walked over to tell me the news that she was gone, but they where unaware that I had already found out on the Internet. I was wheeled over there in a wheelchair to say goodbye I eventually couldn't stand long I was weak I went over in a wheelchair I don't know how to deal with it still

Example image of our bond

We we're very close especially towards the end. We went out to eat we shared the same hobbies the same favorite food she was my best friend. I have a great deal of respect for my elders and I wanted to be her caregiver and I was I didn't care how time consuming it was or it would have been going forward I didn't care about myself or anything I was going through I put that to the side for my mother. It was a snow snow storm when I left my situation to be with my mom she cried for me I had to go help her although I was in pain dealing with homelessness spinal fractures and a brain tumor that had my brain dispositioned in my skull, but I didn't complain about it I didn't mention it my focus was my mom until she seen me in pain and told me she wish she had enough strength to help me I did all that I could do to help my mom before her death I blame myself for not knowing sooner for personal reasons she was my main line of support

I have struggled with mental health depression & failed suicide attempts I do take antidepressants, but I am fighting back to one day get off of them this is my truth and I just wanna heal and be giving hope to move forward and be given a fresh start

While I was a nursing home resident, I was accused in serious and damaging ways, including sexual allegations and claims that I was running around nude in a public place. These accusations were connected to a pink slip situation and were placed into records in a way that I believe made me look dangerous, unstable, and sexually inappropriate.

I strongly deny these allegations.

What makes this even more painful is that this happened inside a nursing home that has already been cited by the state.

I have been trying to get investigators to review the full paper trail, compare my original emails and complaints line by line against what the facility later wrote about me, and determine whether my words and actions were exaggerated, twisted, or misrepresented.

This situation has caused real emotional harm. I have spent years documenting what happened through emails, records, complaints, witness information, audio evidence, and reports to oversight agencies.

I have over 1,000 pages of documentation connected to my experience, including evidence of emotional distress, retaliation concerns, resident-rights issues, and concerns about how the facility handled complaints.

I am not asking people to simply take my word for it. I am asking for help while the truth is being reviewed through the proper channels.

The accusations affected my dignity, reputation, mental health, and ability to feel safe. Being falsely portrayed in that way while already depending on a facility for care is something no resident should have to experience.

A nursing home is supposed to protect vulnerable residents, not make them feel targeted, humiliated, or unheard.

Funds raised will help me with:

1. housing to get back into the community to live stable and freely again this is my main goal

2. Travel expenses getting back in forth to places i need to be Transportation and communication I normally travel by bus I get a monthly 31 day passes which can run $60 per pass

3. Emotional recovery and support needs

4. Basic living needs while I continue trying to rebuild

5. Help me move forward to continuing honoring my mom away from the nursing home environment a second chance at life

I am continuing to cooperate with investigators and provide documentation. My goal is accountability, protection of resident rights, and clearing my name from allegations I believe were false, harmful, and unfairly used against me. Any donation, share, or prayer means more than I can explain. This has been a long and painful fight, but I am still standing, still documenting, and still pushing for the truth.

I want to be clear: my experience is my experience, and I am not trying to take away from anyone else’s experience. There may be residents, families, or staff who had different experiences than I did. I also want to acknowledge that this facility was one of the cleaner facilities I have personally been in, and from what I saw, the building was generally kept clean. My concerns are not about every staff member or every part of the facility. My concerns are about what happened to me, the accusations made against me, the way my complaints were handled, and whether my protected grievances were later used against me. It is bad apples in every work place you go into that don't mean you group them all together, you have to still separate the good people from the bad people.

Thank you for taking the time to read my story and support me.