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my name is Patrick McCreary and this is my story I understand that this is going to sound a lot like a typical country song . It's not. I wish it was.but it's not. it's my life at this time.And what a Time to be voiceing my needs during a time when there'areso many that need much so much more than me. Has been one hell of a year for all of us whether tragic or just uncertain and scared. now is especially a time one requires the support of family and friends through all this sickness and upheaval. I know this is especially true for me this past year. I ama recent transplant from New Orleans I moved to Portland Oregon just a little over one year ago to be with with my teenage son while he was hospitalized at Emmanuel legacy children's Ward. got here got a job then the pandemic hit and I got laid off .I got full benefits from Louisiana unemployment. but that was only 247 a week barely enough to scratch by on. So I I stopped filing unemployment and got a job first move furniture couple of mo then the past month up until yesterday I have been working forNorthwest scaffold in their steel Yard humping Pole. lots of exercise. not good exercise. bad exercise. bad on the body. When not doing that I generally spend my time riding my bike with my son or touring the hills and Portland . And that was my typical day yesterday got off work 7:00 p.m. go to grocery store on my way home on 205 bike path next to the gateway bike Park going down that Hill. grocery bags hanging off them handlebars .too dark Park. and I'm coming. Max train passing in opposite direction.headlights blinding disoriented for just enough time to swerve off the path and graze at high speed the chain link fence that separates the railroad tracks from the people. . Went down hard with a front row seat, worst seat in the house. landed directly on my right eye. point of impact getting up in the dark. blood warming my right eye. in my face everywhere starting to hurt. except for the most traumatized. knowing that my face had been my landing gear I expected a hideous result. During this confusion when taking my gloves off I at first glance believed that half of my pinky have been severed. I wanted to throw up. found my glasses crushed by the impact of my face on the concrete. o my phone busted.my bike a . Wreck. No way I was going to leave my bike there overnight even if inoperable, I love my bike . Not just a as a pasttime or a mode transportation but therapy that's helped me stave off by loneliness and isolation of being new in town during a pandemic. and more importantly helped my son and I become closer .he's my best friend here. So there's no way I was going to not carry it back the whole way thinking knowing that I was out of working commission and all of a sudden without any income or ability to work. so on to the emergency room. CAT scan. No brain damage . Not any new damage at least. My eye. Three stitches. and a good old-fashioned shiner. just like Mom used to make.my hand . Broken in three ots from down the pinky to the base of my thumb. . The result.need hand surgery. Perfect. feeling of complete helplessness.no insurance. no money. Monday I go to meet my surgeon.until my surgery I'm sure it's only speculation how long I will be out of work but the emergency room doctors said expect six to eight weeks I think that sounds a little excessive I've never had surgery on my hands though. so here I am putting my faith and Hope in you.my community. I have proposed $3,500 because that would cover all my bills for for the possibility of two months recovery. As of right now Saturday February 6th my phone bill is due. my rent is due every Thursday. My prescription is lying in wait as we speak and I can't sleep through pain. throbbing, I propose that for every $100 raised to fund me through unemployment and surgical recovery. I will volunteer one day one. And but just one hand at one of our many local free food banks. I may not be able to find employment with one hand but I'm sure they will accept me as a volunteer.anyways thank all y'all giving or can't or do. you have a good day and I'll keep you posted on my recovery and hopefully my time as a volunteer will post picturesand many thanks. Pat.
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Patrick McCreary
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Portland, OR