Help Alex Myers with Medical and Living Expenses

I started this fundraiser as a way to help out my daughter, Alexandra "Alex" Myers, who has a terminal illness.

Alex is 29 years old and is currently in hospice care in Orono where she lives with her father, Brian, and younger brother, Mitchell. Alex has liver failure. She recently returned to Maine after several years living in Tennessee, Alabama, and Georgia, where she took care of Alzheimer and dementia patients. Her residents were everything to her. She adored them, and they loved her as well. She would send me videos of her with her residents, and to listen to the patience and the kindness that she showed to these elderly residents was just so heartwarming. I mistakenly said they were everything to her.... her furbabys actually took high ranking spots in Alex's life. Both female pitbulls were rescued by Alex... but in reality, they rescued her just as much as she did them. Candy and Gidget were her babies and loved by all who met them. Candy actually changing Manu people's views on pit bulls with her loving kind nature... and they always say a dog is a reflection of their owner. It's true. Alex is loving and kind, forgiving and understanding... and quite sassy! Lol

Alex has taken care of people her entire adult life and working career. She took care of adult disabled folks and elderly Alzheimer and dementia patients as well. They brought joy to her life, as she did theirs. Alex returned to Maine in August and moved home with her dad, stepmom, and brother. Tragically, she lost her stepmother just a few short months later to multi-organ failure. So her timing coming home was perfect as far as being able to be there for her father and her younger brother. She really stepped up to the plate, taking on a lot of the responsibilities of being a parent to Mitchell, who is only 12. Her stepmother had paid the mortgage, so without her income, things were looking a bit tight. Not only just the mortgage to pay, but insurances and a couple of, if not three, car payments. You know, just regular costs of food and electricity and just everything that is needed by us to survive in today's world. It was a bit overwhelming, and they weren't exactly sure how they would swing it, but Alex immediately went out and got a job at Eastern Maine Medical Center. They were excited to be adding her on as a member of their team. But before she was able to start, Alex got the diagnosis that she had decompensated cirrhosis of the liver. She had known she was sick, but she just didn't know what exactly was wrong with her until then. Suddenly, she's finding herself in the hospital for a week at a time, two or three times, while they're draining fluids off her so that she can breathe and make her more comfortable. She went from being a vibrant 29-year-old young woman who was not only living her life but bringing so much life and joy to the residents that she cared for and spending time with her beloved pitbull, Gidget, to now being on oxygen 24/7, going with a walker, having catatonic seizures, losing an extreme amount of weight snd everything else that came with her diagnosis. Alex's health was declining quickly. It wasn't long before Alex made the decision to go into hospice care where she could be at home and be comfortable rather than going back and forth to the hospital and emergency rooms. Alex has shown a level of maturity and bravery that I have nothing but an extreme amount of respect for. She has faced this head-on, not wanting anything sugar-coated, but wanting the facts and the truth laid right out about what she's to expect and what is going on with her. I, on the other hand, am not facing it as head-on as she is. My heart is just broken, and I am overwhelmed with sadness and anger at the extreme unfairness of this. She's 29 years old. She should be picking out nail polishes or furniture, but instead, my daughter has chosen her cremation urn and planned out her celebration of life. Alex's doctor in hospice has said that she has a terminal illness with a life expectancy of less than 6 months.