Hi, my son put me up to this. Three weeks ago I was playing with my other son in southern utah. Thought something might be wrong, just menopause? thought I was just constantly hurting & tired from graveyards, but didn't have insurance  and kept getting delayed with covid, with the county, for a free mammogram screen, thru the county. I'm a nurse, but couldn't afford insurance, now as a single mommy, from a recent, horrible divorce, I did if anything, too much to prevent...

My sister works in the MRI department at her hospital and offered to pay, but I said no, not wanting to be a mooch, but then set an appointment for me and I finally agreed to go, a month later. Next thing I know, I'm getting the most aggressive kind of chemo called the "red devil", directly into my heart, they "had to go for my jugular", to insert my port, for stage 3 metastatic  breast cancer, found there and in my lymph node. By some miracle I got approved for the cancer medicaid portion, but, I can't work, (yet), as I'm constantly exhausted, even worse now, barfed 25 times after my first treatment,  bowels are a mess, etc etc, the bottom of my feet even hurt right now, when I walk, with no husband to help us financially...I realized I was immortalizing myself into becoming wonder woman, most nurses & good women do to ourselves, and don't know when to stop. This, ahh yehh, stopped me...

I've been hoping to keep my house, I've worked so hard for, I need help to get this wicked ravage into remission, then to go on and finish raising my sons, who are enduring trauma of their own, and hope and pray to help others across the globe one day. I've always tried to put everyone else ahead of myself, but am paying a huge price for it now. Duhh me. I've already started chemo and after 6 months of that I'll take a break than do surgery, radiation, etc for a year and than hormone blocking pills for 10 years if all goes well. My hair has already started to fall out easier than I expected it to. Any help would be greatly appreciated.