Hi, my name is Chyanne, and I’m writing this for my husband, Witcher.

This is not something I ever imagined having to do, but we’ve reached a point where asking for help is the only option left.

In the fall of 2025, Witcher was diagnosed with Acute Lymphoblastic Leukemia (ALL). Last summer, while we were working near Glacier National Park, Witcher started having severe shoulder pain. At first, we thought it was something temporary—maybe from work or travel—but it kept getting worse. Eventually, the pain became unbearable. Followed by other pain in his body and the Drs found masses in his body. And one on his spine that was causing the him to be unable to move or use his arm. We made the long drive back to Texas so he could get checked out, and that’s when we got the diagnosis that changed everything.

Since then, Witcher has been through multiple rounds of chemotherapy, countless bone biopsies, and long hospital stays. He’s also been in and out of the hospital with fevers and infections caused by his PICC line. It’s been exhausting, scary, and overwhelming—but he has never stopped fighting.

If you know Witcher, you know how much joy he finds in the things he loves—his pets, Star Trek, laughing, and doing his crafts like wire wrapping. Even through all of this, those little pieces of joy still matter. They help remind us who we are outside of hospitals and test results.

And for those of you who are curious we've been together for 9 years and married for 4 years. We have 4 pets and no kids. But I have loved him since day one. I would do anything to give him a better fighting chance. But I definitely can't do this on my own anymore.

Recently, we were told that Witcher’s best chance at survival is CAR T-cell therapy, which is available in Seattle. This treatment could save his life—but getting there is a massive hurdle. We’ve done everything we can on our own, but we’ve reached the point of asking for help.

We are trying to get to Seattle within the next month, and we need help covering:

* Safe transportation that lowers Witcher’s risk of getting sick

* Housing while he undergoes treatment

* Living expenses during this time

* And help bringing our pets, who have been an enormous source of comfort and emotional support for both of us

Right now, we don’t know exactly how much this will all cost—only that time is critical, and every bit helps.

I’ve been Witcher’s caretaker, his transportation, and his support system through all of this, and I would do it a thousand times over. But we are at an “now or never” moment, and asking for help is the only way forward.

If you’re able to donate, thank you from the bottom of my heart. If you’re not, sharing this page means just as much. Your support—whether financial or simply spreading the word—could help save my husband’s life.

Thank you for reading, for caring, and for standing with us during the hardest fight of our lives.

With love and gratitude,

Chyanne & Witcher