Thaddeus' Fighting Chance-Treatment & Support Fund

Hello everyone my name is Thaddeus, as of today I am a lymphoma cancer survivor! That was one of the toughest and longest fights I've had in my whole life. I got really sick in July of 2019, and was hospitalized for 3 weeks due to fluid buildup in my abdomen. It felt like someone was stepping on my chest. So during that 3 week stay I had numerous tests done but, they had no idea what was wrong. One of the tests was a lymph nodes removal to check for cancer. At that time nothing came back showing anything. So fluid was removed from my abdomen and I was sent on my way because in a way, I was feeling better. So 2 weeks go by and I'm losing breath and energy more and more each day. The pain in my chest had gotten 10 times worse. I went to the ER again, and this time they see fluid in my left lung. The fluid was removed and again things seemed fine. So I went home, and was okay for a week or so. Suddenly, I began showing those same symptoms. (It was very hard to breathe) When I went back to the hospital, I find out that I had fluid in my right lung. So again that was removed and they wanted to send me home but, I put my foot down, and said that there had to be more going on. So my doctor sent me home anyway but, she spoke to a lung specialist and that's when she found out. On Sept 5th 2019, (my grandmother's birthday) I got the call I never wanted to get. She told me at the time she found cancerous cells in the fluid and I needed to be admitted now! This was the scariest call I ever got in my life. It was my grandmother's birthday. The same grandmother who had just passed from cancer, so I was devastated! I returned to the hospital and was told I needed to do chemotherapy or I could lose my life. So naturally, I listened and did the chemotherapy. Chemo was a life changing event for me because your body is put through so much pain and stress to remove the cancer. I was told I had to do a total of 5 treatments and I should be okay. So from September until January 25th, that was my life. I remember crying my eyes out the day my hair started to fall out. It felt like I was losing apart of myself, but I knew I had to do what I had to do. Fast forward to January. I went for my last treatment and afterwards I was able to ring that bell… And let me tell you it felt SO GOOD! I felt like I survived something so traumatic. And I did. BUT, as I type this I'm back in the hospital for a surgery tomorrow that is needed because I have more fluid buildup in my abdomen, along with a potential mass that could very well be cancerous. So here I am AGAIN fighting for my life because I can’t & I won’t let this defeat me. I am currently out of work and have been since getting my initial diagnosis in July. I have been super prideful and I never ask for financial help, but I am in great need at this point. The cost of living and treatment is becoming a complete struggle and I am asking for assistance at this time. Nothing is too small. I truly appreciate anything that anyone can do to help me. https://www.facebook.com/thaddeus.walker.18