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Hey Team. These may be the hardest words I’ve written. On August 11th, 2022, I had an annual exam with a new OBGYN and I got the news that I’d hoped to never hear. There were problems. And those problems would soon formally be diagnosed as cancer. In addition to cancer, there were other pathological issues that would need immediate attention before I could begin receiving effective treatment. At this point, I am hopefully winding my way back to health and wellness. But the road is long and this war sucks.
Since August 11th, I’ve undergone two difficult surgeries complete with complications, contended with grapefruit sized masses, fought a mean battle with anemia, adjusted to new medication regimens, had all of the testing and scans imaginable, and endured countless IV sticks and blood draws. I’m on a first name basis with maybe four different departments in a large hospital. It’s been a lot, to say the least.
Through all of this, I consider myself lucky. I have an amazing partner named Dave that has carried me through every breath of this experience. I have loving family and safe shelter. I have a job with health care and benefits. I have a positive and optimistic prognosis. I try every day to be mentally healthier than yesterday. And a big part of that is surrendering to my circumstances.
The unfortunate part is that I am financially gutted. And I need help. I have no expectation that I will receive help, but I know when I’m down and I’ve learned from some very special people to ask for help when help is needed.
So this is me asking the universe for help. And sending all the love I can muster back out in return.
Thank you for reading. Thank you for joining me. Thank you for being here. Thank you for helping me continue to be here.
With Love,
Sam, Dave, and Ruby
Since August 11th, I’ve undergone two difficult surgeries complete with complications, contended with grapefruit sized masses, fought a mean battle with anemia, adjusted to new medication regimens, had all of the testing and scans imaginable, and endured countless IV sticks and blood draws. I’m on a first name basis with maybe four different departments in a large hospital. It’s been a lot, to say the least.
Through all of this, I consider myself lucky. I have an amazing partner named Dave that has carried me through every breath of this experience. I have loving family and safe shelter. I have a job with health care and benefits. I have a positive and optimistic prognosis. I try every day to be mentally healthier than yesterday. And a big part of that is surrendering to my circumstances.
The unfortunate part is that I am financially gutted. And I need help. I have no expectation that I will receive help, but I know when I’m down and I’ve learned from some very special people to ask for help when help is needed.
So this is me asking the universe for help. And sending all the love I can muster back out in return.
Thank you for reading. Thank you for joining me. Thank you for being here. Thank you for helping me continue to be here.
With Love,
Sam, Dave, and Ruby
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Samantha Glaes
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Clinton, MT