I never imagined I would be here, asking for help like this—especially after everything we’ve already been through.

First, I want to say from the bottom of my heart… thank you.

To everyone who supported us before—your kindness is the reason we made it this far. Truly. We would not have been able to get through those dark moments without you.

My son is only 29 years old and living with severe disabilities. He is a quadriplegic and also suffers from advanced CRPS, a condition that causes constant, excruciating pain. Despite everything, he keeps going—but right now, we are facing another devastating setback.

His power wheelchair—his independence, his mobility, his freedom—was destroyed at a previous living situation. It wasn’t something we could prevent, and it’s now beyond repair.

Right now, he’s stuck in a basic manual hospital chair—and it’s causing real harm.

This chair has no proper support, no stability, and no way for him to reposition himself. Because of that, he’s experiencing increased, constant pain, especially with his CRPS, where even the slightest pressure can feel unbearable. He can’t shift his weight, which puts him at risk for pressure sores and skin breakdown.

Even something as simple as moving a short distance becomes exhausting and painful.

The other day, he tried to do something most of us wouldn’t think twice about—reaching for a cup.

From that chair, he struggled just to move his body into position. What should have taken seconds turned into a painful effort, and even then, he couldn’t do it without help.

And the hardest part… is what daily life looks like right now.

He doesn’t have a safe way to transfer. To bathe, he has to somehow get from the toilet down onto the shower floor, because we don’t have a shower chair or any proper equipment. There is no safe way for him to sit, no support, and no way for him to do this without help or risk.

There are no grab bars. No ramp. No proper setup. Even basic things—like safely getting into bed or being positioned comfortably—are a struggle because we don’t yet have the supplies or equipment he needs.

These aren’t small inconveniences. These are daily barriers to basic human needs—bathing, moving, and living with dignity.

Watching him go through this is heartbreaking.

At the same time, we have just fought our way out of extremely difficult and unsafe living situations—separately—and finally managed to move into a place together where he is safe.

But getting here took everything we had. Every last dollar.

We have no basic household items. No proper furniture. We are starting over from nothing.

We are asking for help specifically for a power wheelchair because it is essential—and these chairs can cost tens of thousands of dollars, completely out of reach for us right now.

But the reality is, the needs don’t stop there.

He also needs a shower chair, a ramp, grab bars, and basic equipment just to function safely day-to-day.

It is incredibly hard for me to ask for help again. I didn’t want to do this. But I am his mother, and I will do anything to make sure he has the dignity, mobility, and quality of life he deserves.

If you are able to help in any way—whether through a donation or simply sharing this—it would mean more than I can ever express.

Thank you for reading. Thank you for caring. And thank you, again, for everything you’ve already done for us.

❤️