Dear Friends , Family, and kind supporters,

I've worked tirelessly for many years, Caring for others-patients, my family, everyone around me. Over the years, I've become more than just a Caregiver, I've become family to many. But in the process of caring for others, I neglected my own health and well-being, and now i find myself in a difficult place. My journey has been filled with immense loss and grief. In 2017, I lost my mother. I promised to always to care for my dad who has faced with multiple health issues. Then , in August 2022 I lost my beloved older brother unexpectedly passed away. The grief overwhelmed me, and I spiraled into depression and PTSD, streaming from past childhood trauma and recent losses, since then I've been in trauma therapy . In April 2023 , I faced an unexpected surgery to remove my big toe on right foot due to complications from diabetes and charcot foot. The loss of such a small part of my body affected me deeply-feeling incomplete and anxious, I began to withdraw socially. Then , in December 2023 , I faced yet another devastating loss the passing of my youngest brother which left my dad with only me and my middle brother. By February 2024 I had to undergo further surgery on my right foot losing two more toes. My mental health worsen and I struggled daily with severe anxiety, hopelessness, and despair. Then in January 2025 my dad was diagnosed with stage 3 lung cancer and dementia like symptoms he was rapidly declining. On February 25th 2025

I was hospitalized with a serious infection in my left foot. And I was devastated to learn that I needed a below-the-knee amputation. I woke up from surgery with a new reality-my life changed forever, I fought hard during my rehab but just as I was beginning to heal, my dad was put on life support in a hospital an hour away. I got to see him before he passed away on march 25, 2025. Since then , I've been navigating the physical and emotional scars of these major losses and surgeries. I am currently healing from a wound on my stump when the staples were taking out ⁶one side opened up this was called a "failed flap "

This all has required 40 hyperbaric chamber treatments and wearing wound vac , and wound care. I am unable to get a prosthetic until my wound heals fully.

I am sharing my story openly because I am reaching out for your support. I have exhausted all my funds and I'm struggling to pay my bills, buy groceries and keep a roof over my head. I've tried to get assistance but haven't had much luck. I don't have anymore options. I don't have social media so I am asking you to share my story with others who might be able to help. Your generosity can help me focus on healing and rebuilding my life after this storm of loss and hardship . Any donation big or small, would mean the world to me. Please consider supporting my journey, and if you can't donate, sharing my story would immensely appreciated.

Thank you from the bottom of my heart for taking the time to read my story and for your kindness and support.

With gratitude,

Jennifer wood