Help Sherreece Heal: Life-Saving Surgery & Recovery Support

For the past 7 years, I’ve been fighting a silent health battle that very few people knew about. It’s been exhausting—physically, emotionally, and mentally. What started as manageable discomfort grew into a condition that disrupted every part of my life.

There were endless doctor’s visits, weeks at a time of iron infusions, and scary moments of “graying out” or half-fainting whether I was driving, home alone, or even at work. That went on for nearly 2 years straight.

Through it all, I pushed through, but this condition has made it nearly impossible to maintain suitable or full-time employment, even after graduating, because I was constantly traveling to appointments and dealing with 19-day menstrual cycles on average. I was drained all the time. When I wasn’t angry, tired, or mentally exhausted, I did my best to show up for myself and others. I’ve survived with a smile, but it’s been a long road.

Recently, on May 6th 2025, I had an emergency hysterectomy, and doctors discovered over 30 fibroids in and around my uterus. Some were the size of oranges. My uterus was the size of a 5 month pregnant woman for over 2 years. There were also unexpected surgical complications, on top finding I had been suffering with undiagnosed endometriosis. I was shocked to learn literally the day before surgery that the procedure would cost nearly $24,000. Delaying it wasn’t an option, it had become a matter of survival.

Now, I’ve been told I’ll be out of work for up to 3 months. My part-time job offers no FMLA, no short-term disability, and no unemployment. The emotional and mental toll of healing has been just as heavy as the physical one.

I’ve launched a GoFundMe to help with medical bills, recovery assistance, food, nutritional needs, personal care items, and bills while I recover. I know times are tough for many, but any support, big or small, is appreciated more than you know. A share, a prayer, or even just your love and encouragement means the world to me.

To the women like me who’ve had to choose a hysterectomy before having children, please know: you are not alone. I see you. I feel your grief and your strength. This is not the end for us. This does not make or break us.

Once I’m healed, I’m looking forward to living...not just surviving. I’ve been holding this in for years, but now I’m choosing to heal out loud. Thank you for listening. Thank you for showing up for me.

With deep love and gratitude,

Sherreece