Please help me save my Ma...
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Hello friends, family and kind strangers,
My name is Justin Felix, my Mom is Tanya Felix and with a very humbled and heavy heart, I am desperately asking for help. In the very least- a bit of peace of mind for my mother.
2020. COVID-19. It has affected all of us greatly, in ways that seem beyond comprehension any more. For Tanya it’s been a constant unforgiving hell. If you didn't live it with her, you'd never believe where we are today nor the nightmare, she has endured…
My ma Tanya who has been living with a rare form of stomach cancer, which is debilitating in many ways, had been sick for 2 months prior to COVID-19 with a flu and bronchial issues and fevers. In February of this year, she quarantined for 5 weeks and then subsequently was hospitalized. Tanya's partner Jorge, tested positive for COVID-19, however was asymptomatic. My ma remained negative, thank God. Being a Pharmacy Technician, she was a front liner. She went to work every day to help others get their medicine, despite still feeling ill. Shortly after returning to work, with a worsening cough, she was diagnosed with COPD which became chronic. Several months throughout the spring and summer my Ma Tanya was hospitalized for liver and pancreas issues. Through all this she still insisted on working as she is the main source of income in her household, and refused to not be active.
My ma then abruptly finds out she has to leave her beautiful home of almost 5 years that she loved so much In Florida, as her elderly landlord literally disappeared into a nursing home and left no will and no Attorney. No one had any answers. Police, lawyers, councilman, no one could help her keep her home. Tanya was now forced to move in 28 days, losing her security and deposit. Moving was necessary in order for Jorge not to lose his benefits and have an updated signed lease. The nursing home would not give Tanya or anyone any information to help resolve the issues at hand.
How Ma did it is beyond me, but in those 28 days, she managed to find a pet friendly home, pack up everything and leave. All while battling these surmounting ailments, taking a massive toll on her physically and mentally. To say it took blood sweat and tears doesn’t even do it justice…
On move in day my Ma got extremely ill. She fought it until she couldn't bear the pain nor the nose bleeds nor the swelling stomach any longer. On the same night she was moving into her new home, she was rushed to the ER needing multiple blood transfusions and platelets and over a gallon of fluid removed from her abdomen. That is when we got the worst diagnosis of OUR lives… Her liver is in end stage failure.
My Ma Tanya has been in several hospitals since October 1 2020, and hasn't spent not one single day in her new home yet, let alone unpack her things. Throughout all of this, at some point her cell phone broke, and she had no access to a phone for weeks. We frantically spent days, what seemed like years, trying to reach her and get an update. The lack of communication and isolation caused her to suffer more from severe depression, all the while, when we finally got to speak, all she did was try to make me laugh and smile with her wonderful warped wit and sense of humor…
So here it is: Tanya now has Chronic acute pancreatitis, and needs a liver transplant.
She has cirrhosis of the liver with severe ascites, a pancreas that is barely functional and now is a diabetic, needing insulin injected 4 times a day. She has already suffered a Diabetic coma attack in the hospital for lack of proper medical care.
Ma was flown from Bay front hospital in Hernando county FL. directly to Panama City beach Journey Pure, for detoxification. This place was another nightmare altogether. At this facility, she was left without proper medical attendance, and slipped and Broke her TAILBONE. Subsequently, she suffered 2 other falls with no one realizing she was having diabetic attacks!!! No cure. No pain meds...”Just gotta tough it out” they told her. After refusing to accept her back into the facility, they flew her to a Central New Jersey medical therapeutic facility which was almost promising until she ended up in the hospital again, 'Penn Medical' , where she stayed almost 4 weeks as they tried to control her liver, ascites, blood transfusions and get her onto a liver transplant list. At this point, again, her phone was not working, I was unable to effectively communicate with my mom, and was told “I COULD NOT SEE HER” due to COVID-19, only to find out, the entire 4 weeks she was there, the hospital had open visitations from 10-6pm. I could have seen her. Nonetheless, I made my way in and saw my Ma. My little mama. Arms bruised up from the needles they poked her with to get blood every day. Skinnier than I have ever seen her… But her smile was the same. I don’t wish this on anyone.
After stabilizing her organ functions, they then placed her in a rehabilitation nursing home in North Jersey 'Coral Harbor' Neptune City so she could get some good rehab and medical attention. It was nothing short of a nightmare!! It is a horrible place and they have treated my mother terribly…But that’s another story, complaint.
At this facility she contracted pneumonia due to cold showers, no heat, very little horrible cold food and barely any medical assistance. Not to mention on one of her doctor’s visits, she returned to find her winter coat, sweaters and other personal items had been stolen! Here is the kicker now; the facility is rampant with Covid-19 with over 60 positive residents thus far. All while they have her quarantined her in a room alone with no outings or any human contact... I cry. I’ve cried more these past few months than I have my whole life. No one deserves this.
My aunt Miriam (who is a mother to both of us) and I, have been her medical proxy now and advocate as there have been points throughout where my ma could not deal with the daily happenings, and for good measure.
Her insurance stopped paying the awful facility she’s at now so we've been paying out of pocket for her daily needs. The goal has been to get her to a scheduled assessment at PERELMAN ADVANCED MEDICINE for Liver Transplant in Philadelphia PA.
Devastatingly, days before the appointment, we come to find out my ma is likely not eligible or a candidate for a liver transplant, as her liver is failing quickly, and the ascites is very much a limiting factor.... I can't and won’t, I repeat; I CAN’T AND WON’T believe this is it for my ma. I need my Ma. Your Tanya. So no!!! It’s not over. It can’t be…
I've only seen my mother once in the 3 months she's been here in Jersey, and that in and of itself has been one of the hardest pills to swallow. “So close, but so far…” she would say to me at night, as I hid my sobs under my hoodie. Hiding in the closet or the back of the garage, so no one would see me cry… Thank God for FaceTime.
The change is Obvious in her body and her eyes. But like I said, her smile and laughter remain the same even in pain.
My Ma had to quit her job back in October as she can no longer work. She cannot get unemployment as she awaits Disability Social Security, thus; she currently has no income, and hasn’t had any for months.
My Ma has decided to leave now and go to her new home back in Florida, which she doesn’t even know. She will find another liver Dr and hope to survive this. We have told her to stay with us and offered her the option to find other resources and help here, but she is adamant about not wanting to expose us nor her 5-year-old grandson, my son, Justin Robert Felix, to this tribulation, nor burden us with her situation. Those are her words, not ours. I would prefer she stay here with us. But as I’ve always said, I will support her decisions no matter what.
She is who she is and she's done here. We will travel to FL. to see her, I have no choice but to comply and get her out of that place and finally home to her Jorge and her little Chihuahua Paco, and the beach.
So, what I am asking for is this: My ma Tanya will need help with the overhead in FL until her Disability kicks in, with an Attorney they say it could be about 6 months. We hope. Jorge is already struggling having been alone since September- and my ma with no income and a very uncertain medical insurance plan. She / we need help to sustain and quality of living and keep her with as little financial burden as possible coming into the new year.
I can tell she's scared, tired, wants to work and feels helpless.
I am scared too. What else can I do now, but ask for help….?
Please help me, help her, with anything you can donate, say a prayer and keep spreading this so it goes wide and we reach our goal.
Ma wants to plan her funeral. I want to help her enjoy the rest of her life and see the light again. She has brought light to so many. I hope some of ya’ll can do the same for her.
Thank you. Thank you all so much if you read this far.
If there was ever a time for a Christmas miracle, God, I am asking for one now.
Blessings to you and yours.
I need my Ma.
Justin Felix
“The woods are lovely, dark and deep, but I have promises to keep, and miles to go before I sleep. Miles to go…” Robert Frost.
Amen.
My name is Justin Felix, my Mom is Tanya Felix and with a very humbled and heavy heart, I am desperately asking for help. In the very least- a bit of peace of mind for my mother.
2020. COVID-19. It has affected all of us greatly, in ways that seem beyond comprehension any more. For Tanya it’s been a constant unforgiving hell. If you didn't live it with her, you'd never believe where we are today nor the nightmare, she has endured…
My ma Tanya who has been living with a rare form of stomach cancer, which is debilitating in many ways, had been sick for 2 months prior to COVID-19 with a flu and bronchial issues and fevers. In February of this year, she quarantined for 5 weeks and then subsequently was hospitalized. Tanya's partner Jorge, tested positive for COVID-19, however was asymptomatic. My ma remained negative, thank God. Being a Pharmacy Technician, she was a front liner. She went to work every day to help others get their medicine, despite still feeling ill. Shortly after returning to work, with a worsening cough, she was diagnosed with COPD which became chronic. Several months throughout the spring and summer my Ma Tanya was hospitalized for liver and pancreas issues. Through all this she still insisted on working as she is the main source of income in her household, and refused to not be active.
My ma then abruptly finds out she has to leave her beautiful home of almost 5 years that she loved so much In Florida, as her elderly landlord literally disappeared into a nursing home and left no will and no Attorney. No one had any answers. Police, lawyers, councilman, no one could help her keep her home. Tanya was now forced to move in 28 days, losing her security and deposit. Moving was necessary in order for Jorge not to lose his benefits and have an updated signed lease. The nursing home would not give Tanya or anyone any information to help resolve the issues at hand.
How Ma did it is beyond me, but in those 28 days, she managed to find a pet friendly home, pack up everything and leave. All while battling these surmounting ailments, taking a massive toll on her physically and mentally. To say it took blood sweat and tears doesn’t even do it justice…
On move in day my Ma got extremely ill. She fought it until she couldn't bear the pain nor the nose bleeds nor the swelling stomach any longer. On the same night she was moving into her new home, she was rushed to the ER needing multiple blood transfusions and platelets and over a gallon of fluid removed from her abdomen. That is when we got the worst diagnosis of OUR lives… Her liver is in end stage failure.
My Ma Tanya has been in several hospitals since October 1 2020, and hasn't spent not one single day in her new home yet, let alone unpack her things. Throughout all of this, at some point her cell phone broke, and she had no access to a phone for weeks. We frantically spent days, what seemed like years, trying to reach her and get an update. The lack of communication and isolation caused her to suffer more from severe depression, all the while, when we finally got to speak, all she did was try to make me laugh and smile with her wonderful warped wit and sense of humor…
So here it is: Tanya now has Chronic acute pancreatitis, and needs a liver transplant.
She has cirrhosis of the liver with severe ascites, a pancreas that is barely functional and now is a diabetic, needing insulin injected 4 times a day. She has already suffered a Diabetic coma attack in the hospital for lack of proper medical care.
Ma was flown from Bay front hospital in Hernando county FL. directly to Panama City beach Journey Pure, for detoxification. This place was another nightmare altogether. At this facility, she was left without proper medical attendance, and slipped and Broke her TAILBONE. Subsequently, she suffered 2 other falls with no one realizing she was having diabetic attacks!!! No cure. No pain meds...”Just gotta tough it out” they told her. After refusing to accept her back into the facility, they flew her to a Central New Jersey medical therapeutic facility which was almost promising until she ended up in the hospital again, 'Penn Medical' , where she stayed almost 4 weeks as they tried to control her liver, ascites, blood transfusions and get her onto a liver transplant list. At this point, again, her phone was not working, I was unable to effectively communicate with my mom, and was told “I COULD NOT SEE HER” due to COVID-19, only to find out, the entire 4 weeks she was there, the hospital had open visitations from 10-6pm. I could have seen her. Nonetheless, I made my way in and saw my Ma. My little mama. Arms bruised up from the needles they poked her with to get blood every day. Skinnier than I have ever seen her… But her smile was the same. I don’t wish this on anyone.
After stabilizing her organ functions, they then placed her in a rehabilitation nursing home in North Jersey 'Coral Harbor' Neptune City so she could get some good rehab and medical attention. It was nothing short of a nightmare!! It is a horrible place and they have treated my mother terribly…But that’s another story, complaint.
At this facility she contracted pneumonia due to cold showers, no heat, very little horrible cold food and barely any medical assistance. Not to mention on one of her doctor’s visits, she returned to find her winter coat, sweaters and other personal items had been stolen! Here is the kicker now; the facility is rampant with Covid-19 with over 60 positive residents thus far. All while they have her quarantined her in a room alone with no outings or any human contact... I cry. I’ve cried more these past few months than I have my whole life. No one deserves this.
My aunt Miriam (who is a mother to both of us) and I, have been her medical proxy now and advocate as there have been points throughout where my ma could not deal with the daily happenings, and for good measure.
Her insurance stopped paying the awful facility she’s at now so we've been paying out of pocket for her daily needs. The goal has been to get her to a scheduled assessment at PERELMAN ADVANCED MEDICINE for Liver Transplant in Philadelphia PA.
Devastatingly, days before the appointment, we come to find out my ma is likely not eligible or a candidate for a liver transplant, as her liver is failing quickly, and the ascites is very much a limiting factor.... I can't and won’t, I repeat; I CAN’T AND WON’T believe this is it for my ma. I need my Ma. Your Tanya. So no!!! It’s not over. It can’t be…
I've only seen my mother once in the 3 months she's been here in Jersey, and that in and of itself has been one of the hardest pills to swallow. “So close, but so far…” she would say to me at night, as I hid my sobs under my hoodie. Hiding in the closet or the back of the garage, so no one would see me cry… Thank God for FaceTime.
The change is Obvious in her body and her eyes. But like I said, her smile and laughter remain the same even in pain.
My Ma had to quit her job back in October as she can no longer work. She cannot get unemployment as she awaits Disability Social Security, thus; she currently has no income, and hasn’t had any for months.
My Ma has decided to leave now and go to her new home back in Florida, which she doesn’t even know. She will find another liver Dr and hope to survive this. We have told her to stay with us and offered her the option to find other resources and help here, but she is adamant about not wanting to expose us nor her 5-year-old grandson, my son, Justin Robert Felix, to this tribulation, nor burden us with her situation. Those are her words, not ours. I would prefer she stay here with us. But as I’ve always said, I will support her decisions no matter what.
She is who she is and she's done here. We will travel to FL. to see her, I have no choice but to comply and get her out of that place and finally home to her Jorge and her little Chihuahua Paco, and the beach.
So, what I am asking for is this: My ma Tanya will need help with the overhead in FL until her Disability kicks in, with an Attorney they say it could be about 6 months. We hope. Jorge is already struggling having been alone since September- and my ma with no income and a very uncertain medical insurance plan. She / we need help to sustain and quality of living and keep her with as little financial burden as possible coming into the new year.
I can tell she's scared, tired, wants to work and feels helpless.
I am scared too. What else can I do now, but ask for help….?
Please help me, help her, with anything you can donate, say a prayer and keep spreading this so it goes wide and we reach our goal.
Ma wants to plan her funeral. I want to help her enjoy the rest of her life and see the light again. She has brought light to so many. I hope some of ya’ll can do the same for her.
Thank you. Thank you all so much if you read this far.
If there was ever a time for a Christmas miracle, God, I am asking for one now.
Blessings to you and yours.
I need my Ma.
Justin Felix
“The woods are lovely, dark and deep, but I have promises to keep, and miles to go before I sleep. Miles to go…” Robert Frost.
Amen.
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