I broke my leg, and that broke my life.

Hello, world wide web.

On December 16th, 2024, my leg broke on a slippery hill in the rain on my way to work, and it gets worse from there, because my next step was to call an ambulance. They told me I broke my Tibia and Fibula. An unlucky, freak accident.

I'm patched up and doing physical therapy, but I have a mountain of bills and no way to pay them, medical or otherwise. I was two weeks away from my insurance kicking in at my job. I owe thousands, and I'm on the verge of losing my house. I'm running low on options.

I am not exaggerating when I say even a dollar would help. At the very least, I can put it towards a package of ramen.

Few men expect tossing a note into the ocean to reach salvation. But we do it anyway because it's better to maintain some hope instead of none.