Nate needs a ride

Hi, I'm Nate Harris.  My mom has been driving me around in a 1994 van for the last 5 years and it has finally bit the dust.  The ignition is broke, the power steering busted, and the engine is toast. The VA has my primary diagnosis as PTSD and they won't  provide me with transportation.  My mom has appealed the diagnosis over and over again  for the last 10 years with no luck.  I joined the National Gaurd when I was 17 to pay for college.  I served from Katrina to Iraq and loved every minute of it.  I ended up in a coma and when I woke up all I wanted to do was go back.  My mom picks me up from the nursing home in the morning and takes me back at night.  She does this because she believes I don't belong in a nursing home, but she still needs to work and take care of my little brother.  We have found a van that has low miles and has been well taken care of.  My mom can't afford her car payment and a van payment.  I am not asking for a $50,000 van with all the bells and whistles.  I'm asking for help with transportation to live like I have been living. I get to go home, go grocery shopping, help my little brother with his homework, eat dinner, and go to movies and church with my mom and Karson.  Living a normal life as possible is all I'm asking.  My life will suck  I will be stuck at the nursing home without help from all of you. I am lucky that my mom has found a van for a reasonable price, I don't know how long it will be available.  I am so grateful for my family and friends and I'm so glad I woke up from my coma to watch my little brother grow up.