My wife Rose was diagnosed with stage 4 endometrial cancer back in July, right before her 46th birthday (this is a form of uterine cancer). She had started to have incoherent speech along with bouts of weakness and dizziness. During a combined family birthday celebration with family members that shared the same month, she fell out of a couch she was resting in and was unable to get up. We rushed her to the ER where they diagnosed the cancer and determined it had spread to a walnut-sized tumor in her brain. The doctors put in a plan of radiation therapy, chemotherapy, and immunotherapy to battle the cancers found throughout her body. Her mom offered to bring her into her home to care for her through this difficult time, and we took her up on this offer.

Her weakness later developed into a loss of the ability to use her legs. So, we took her back to the ER where they found the brain tumor to have grown 3x. They immediately put her in for brain surgery. The surgeon postponed his vacation to come in and remove as much of the brain tumor and indicated all the material was successfully removed upon completion.

Rosie was a fighter; she was not going to let the cancer win. She was working hard every day to get the strength back into her legs, working through PT exercises even before getting assigned a PT nurse. She would text me videos of her progress, and I was excited to see she was able to take several steps around her bed.

Things took a turn for the worse a week before Thanksgiving. She was complaining about chest pains, so back to the ER we go, and they find a blood clot in her chest. I was told by the doctors that cancer raises the risk of blood clots, so I guess this is not too unexpected. They treat the blood clot, put her on blood thinners, and send her home. The next morning, she seemed to be in distress and we had to rush her to the ER again where they determined she had a bad hemorrhage inside her brain right by her brain stem in a place that is not safe to operate on. After further tests, it was determined that the rest of her brain no longer had blood flow into it, and she was declared brain dead.

This all happened so fast. She went from being able to walk around functioning as a regular able-bodied adult to being bedridden and then out in a matter of months. Rosie was a beautiful person. Loved by many across the world (as far as MMO gaming and artist website communities can get you). Always loving, always thoughtful, always caring, and always there for everyone. Considered a best friend to everyone she met. She was my best friend. She was a talented artist and illustrator, an avid gamer, brilliant storyteller, a very creative person, and I miss her so much.

I'm asking for some help in covering the costs of the funeral services and recover the medical expenses.

Thank you for any help that can be offered.