Help Kerlie Get Her Life-Saving Treatment

It’s been 37 days since my mom, Kerlie, was admitted to the hospital. Every day, I watch her fight a battle she never asked for. The cancer has drained her body, but not her spirit. She still smiles, still tries to reassure me, even though I can see the pain in her eyes.

The doctors told us she needs a second dose of the medication that could save her life. But the insurance company said no. They called it “unnecessary” and refused to pay for it. How could they decide that? How could they look at someone like my mom and reduce her to a number on a spreadsheet?

I sit by her bedside every day, trying to stay strong for her, but inside, I’m falling apart. She deserves so much more than this fight—not just against the cancer, but against a system that seems to care more about money than people. Still, she keeps fighting, and so will I. For her. For a chance. For hope.