Help Scott & Chelsea with Medical Expenses

Can you imagine waking up one day and the proverbial rug is ripped from under your feet by a global pandemic? Yup … it happened to all of us over the past months and it’s felt like years.

Can you imagine traveling all over the country taking up handyman gigs to make ends meet because the benefits that are offered to many, you don’t qualify for because you’ve been self- employed for most of your adult life? You leave your family behind because there’s work in Florida or Nevada or wherever you can find it. Yup … I know quite a few small business people that have had to do whatever it took over the past few months.

Can you imagine going to work one day, roofing a house even though your chosen profession is being a DJ and has been for the past 32 years, your footing slips and you fall 15 feet to the ground, breaking your back, and next thing you know you’re being loaded up into an ambulance and driven to a hospital in Grand Rapids to undergo spinal surgery by the doctor that just happens to be on call? Good Lord … I can’t even.

But that’s exactly what has happened to our good friend Scott Herriman. The fall happened on June 14th. He had emergency surgery at 2am on the 15th … by a complete stranger and our dear friend Chelsea wasn’t even allowed to be at the hospital, let alone in a waiting room outside of surgery. I can’t even fathom the level of fright, uncertainty and prayer that happened in that short time frame. One minute walking and the next not knowing if you’ll ever walk again. The next week was spent in the hospital in ICU and now Scott has been moved to Mary Free Bed Rehab facility in Grand Rapids; Chelsea driving back and forth EVERY SINGLE DAY over the past two and a half weeks; with the exception of last Sunday, when she agreed to meet me for a hug.

So ~ there’s a LOT GOING ON HERE friends. And I’m reaching out to you all because I know that each and everyone of us cares about the Herriman family. If you don’t know them personally, I know that you would just love them to pieces. They are good people. Great members of our community. And talented, giving and gracious beyond comparison. We each have the power to help.

Prayers.

Words of encouragement.

And more Prayers.

Yup, send them all ~ over and over and over again.

I’m self-employed too and my biggest fear in life is what happens if I get sick. Deductibles and copays are not even touchable these days by the self-employed catastrophic health insurances, especially coming off the backside of a global pandemic when your livelihood has already become a revolving door of uncertainty. In hesitation, and with an audible sigh of relief, the Herriman’s have agreed with bowed heads and tired hearts, to allow me to set up this Go Fund Me account to assist them with the monumental monsoon of medical bills that are coming at them. Not from behind, but straight in front of them! Let’s show the world we got their backs, and their fronts, and we are here to help them keep upright in this crazy storm of heartache, healing and recovery.

I can’t help but hum, “you’ve got a friend in me” in honor of our favorite DJ Scott, The Hurricane, Herriman, getting back behind the soundboard. Thank you all for your support and for your loving and giving hearts.

XXOOXX  Robin