Help my family survive my cancer battle

Hi. My name is Angelique Thorpe, but for simplicity I go by Angel. I am happily married to husband for 8 but we have been together forever. We have 3 boys, 9,4 and our youngest just turned 1 in September. We love getting lost in the mountains of the great north woods, playing in the rivers and over all being with each other.

July of 2022 I started having severe pain in my right leg. We still went on vacation to mountin that August. The pain was so severe in that leg when we got there that I couldn't do anything. I decided that after a 7 days stint of pain I needed to be see. Once we returned home I made an appointment to see my pcp. I was at that time diagnosed with a severe pulled hamstring and sciatica. Ok.. so I went through all the physical therapy but my leg got worse. I couldnt feel my foot including my toes. Parts of my thigh also had lost feeling all the way up into the groan.

After months of testing, in and of machines. My neurologist ordered a pelvic cat scan. The scan showed thing no one expected.

At 41 years old, they found a 3 to 4 inch tumor in my rectum. It's is not operable due to all of the figures it has grown and attached itself to my lymph nodes in my thigh, groan and in my chest.

I met with an oncologist on November 22, 2022 and in less then 8 hours I was sent to Lebanon for more testing. I was admitted to the oncology department.

November 23 is the day that everything flipped upside down.. in less than 24 hours I went from a serve sciatica patient to a stage 4 metastatic cancer patient.

The cancer had touched my liver, lung and part of my bowel leveler. Along with the tumor being so large that it was crushing my right kidney causing a severe UTI.. that I never knew about because well.. u need to b able to feel.

On Thanksgiving day, while everyone enjoyed the turkey dinners with their families... I sat with my 92 year grandfather's hand in my hand as received my first round of chemotherapy.

I was released from dartmouth Lebanon on the Friday after Thanksgiving to go home to my boys.

Once home, everyone called, sent over food, and some cases cash. As fast as it started is as fast as it stopped.

The disability check rolled in and I thought we would be ok, but the disability check was a lump sum.. not spread so... here we are.

Monday January 30 I met with a radiologist who believes I need aggressive radiation therapy with more chemotherapy, which means I'm probably not going back work anytime soon.

All of the donations given to us will help keep our house, our lights on and my car. Along qith other household bills. Gas to get me back and forth to my appointments, prescription cost, daycare fees for my appointment days, as my husband has yet to miss one. Any help is appreciated.

Today, I still sit as a stage 4 metastatic cancer patient. The lesions on my lung and liver are starting to disapait, but the tumor and its fingers in my lymph nodes are still there with no sign of giving up with a stupid hard battle.

I thank you for reading my story. I appreciate any help.