My father was first admitted into the hospital in November after falling and not being able to get up all day. What he thought was a "thrown out back" turned out to be a full blown staph infection that spread through his bloodstream. It broke off in different areas leading him to have foot surgery, and spinal cord surgery. He also had a vegetation on his heart valve but stuck to antibiotics to stray away from the risky heart surgery. He battled in ICU for 3 weeks and slowly but surely recovered. We thought God had answered our prayers. In February he was transferred to a rehab facility where he would learn to walk again. After I left for basic military training (also for the Air Force) in April, I found out by letter he was able to go home early May and that he did.
In June when I was moved into technical training still in Texas (hadn't seen my family because they couldn't afford to come to my graduation) my mother called me saying she was driving him and that something was wrong. I encouraged her to take him back to the hospital and that is where our lives took a turn for the worse.
After about a week, a doctor suggested my father had a couple months left to live. We were so confused. He was doing so well? Thankfully I was able to be sent home through the help of the Red Cross and after being home and visiting my father for about a week in the hospital... they came back with some bone marrow tests. My father has leukemia. What? I couldn't believe it. This once strong man has cancer.
All the emotions were too much... our only option was to start chemo but he was too weak. We knew what that meant, my twin sister went through chemo when we were in 2nd grade (now 20 years old). He had another infection in his heart and a whole in his heart valve. With our options slowly running out and his situation worsening the doctors told us on July 4th that his only option was hospice. He wouldn't be strong enough to survive chemotherapy.
My father was in the US Air Force for 20 years where he served/traveled/deployed. He met my mother from England while stationed over there and they have been married 31 years this last April. He worked two jobs to support our family, during the day at Target and over night at a 7 Elevan. My mother also working at CVS Pharmacy and recently dropping her second job to be able to support my father.
This go fund me is for my mother who had been by his side since that night in November. She has been more than swamped with bills and I want to help her get on her feet with these medical bills that are flooding her every corner and to also help her afford the funeral expenses we are dreading. Please help my family, we can't do it without you. God bless.
UPDATE: Sadly, my father has passed away on July 25th. He was at peace and not in pain anymore. Please help me share this. It takes a deeper meaning now.
Address: 330 Abbeyville Road Apt. C Pittsburgh PA 15228