Fuel the Fight: Help Lew Denny Beat Cancer

Hi, I’m Jen, the youngest of my father’s seven daughters. You read that right…seven and all girls! Can you imagine the sass? Hehe

So as you can see, my dad, Lewis Denny was clearly a “lover, not a fighter” type back in his heyday.

While he is still that free-spirited, loving soul, he is indeed a fighter, too, and right now he is in the fight of his life.

It’s been 4 ½ months since his renal cancer diagnosis, and the journey has been arduous and daunting in every way imaginable. While the adversities are most profound for my father, they are also all-encompassing for us as a family.; it’s like a temporal pause masking a sensation heightened by anticipation and comprised of challenges across all five pillars of life—mindset and spirituality, career and finance, relationships, physical health, and mental and emotional health—each one presenting its own unique test of resilience and strength as we adjust to cancer’s impact.

And short story long (hey, I tried), that’s why I’m here—in hopes of alleviating at least one of the pillar burdens we’re facing: the financial strain.

Despite having rather decent insurance, the out-of-pocket costs are becoming overwhelming. Most weeks he has multiple appointments and co-pays for those doctor visits, tests, imaging, lab work (etc) range from $30 to over $250 per visit. That’s not to mention the prescription costs for many of his new medications that aren’t fully covered and bills from the ER visits, PET/CAT scans, and other procedures are piling up. One recent patient responsibility bill was $44,000—and we haven’t even gotten to the surgery yet. How do other people afford all of this, especially long-term patients? These mounting expenses are creating a financial black hole, which only adds stress—something that is definitely not part of his treatment plan!

Your support will help alleviate some of his worries and additional stress.

Your generosity will help cover some of the unexpected costs and allow us to focus on what truly matters—his physical wellness and mental health as he fights this disease.

While asking for help is humbling, it’s also a reminder of the power of compassion and community. If you’ve read this far, thank you. We all have obstacles that life encroaches upon us. So, if you took time out of your day to share in our quandaries, you are a good human, and I appreciate you.

Thank you so very much for considering a donation. Your benevolence means the world to us. Literally. Alongside my daughters, my dad is my world.

Cancer sucks!