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My name is Cheryl Scott (Mom) and about a year ago I sort of disappeared from my company of 40 years, Deadline Printing, and the industry in general. As hard as it is sharing why and asking for help…now I’m reaching out, along with my only child Stan, in hopes of completing his liver transplant journey. Many of my personal and business-related friends may have been unaware that my son was diagnosed and disabled with stage 4 liver cirrhosis at the age of 35 because of an anomaly he was born with but was undiagnosed. By 2023 he had also developed adult onset type 1 diabetes, severe neuropathy in his feet and lower legs, muscle atrophy in his limbs, and had lost over 200 lbs. Needless to say that our lives were turned upside down and thrown into a stew of specialists, hospitals, tests, procedures and medications.
Life interrupted.
Stan has been working since he was 15 in the auto mechanic field. After high school he attended ATI and worked his way up to being a dealership mechanic. During that time he realized he was also good with customers and an excellent salesman so he moved into service writer positions and supervised mechanics. Stan was recruited at 33 by a Chevrolet dealership outside of Atlanta, Georgia and moved there for almost 2 years. He could tell that his health was declining and moved back to Hampton Roads. He kept working even as he experienced worsening edema and pain until his diagnosis of cirrhosis in 2018. He’s been disabled since he was 35. Now he needs a cane to keep his balance walking and can’t hold much with his hands. He struggles to hold a pen for a signature or pick up any small item. But Stan still has a sense of humor, love of family, and his belief in God.
The blessing.
A living donor has volunteered, come forward for testing and is a match! Yes, she’s a beautiful, wonderful, living miracle on legs who we love so very much. Without this person (and others like her) all would be for naught. There are no words that can express how grateful Stan and I are for this gift of living that is his only hope. We’re forever in her debt.
You can help us.
The transplant journey comes with significant financial burdens and risks, particularly at this point. There are pre- and post-surgery costs and co-pays, out of town transportation, at least a 2 month recovery period that we both must stay close to VCU Richmond for continued monitoring and help in caretaking. I’m asking for your help—whether it’s a prayer, donation or share—to give Stan a second chance. Everything helps, and every bit of support brings us one step closer to giving this young man of 42 his authentic life back.
Thank you from the bottom of my heart.


