Help me to continue the fight.

I've proudly been an independent woman, strong and decent. 4 years ago, I was diagnosed with stage 4 cancer. I've fought and fought, continuing to drive my big truck, coming home for chemo every 3 weeks.

The last month has been spent with hospital time and a surgery that has failed me. I'm starving because my body cannot absorb nutrition due to a poor attempt to correct a fistula. The surgery actually made things worse. I'm deferring a truck payment and a house payment. My utilities will soon be turned off. I've applied for disability but that won't come until after things start getting turned off. I'm scared, loved ones.

I have a trailer and bike I can sell, but the auction isn't until late October. I humbly beg you, loved ones, to find it in your hearts to help me. I don't know what else to say. This botched surgery has done irreparable damage. You have always been my best support through all of this. I ask you to help me now.