This picture is my father and I at the start of the Iditarod sled dog race in anchorage Alaska back in 1996.
Before multiple sclerosis disabled him "permanently".
I want him to be able to afford to get ccsvi treatment, and stem cells to help possibly heal him. Any remaining funds from this after the treatments will go to him so he can hopefully live a little easier.
"Please Help me Help my father. If I could see him sit up and give his wife a kiss on his own again it would mean the world to all of us. "
Full story below.
Let me tell you about my father Ronald D. Navarro before the disease took almost everything from him.
He was born October 25th 1965 in phoenix Arizona.
He grew up just like most of us, happy, walking, running, and most of all enjoying life to its fullest with his brothers and sisters.
he went to school in Fairbanks Alaska at west valley high school where he was a varsity football player. He then graduated from west in 1983.
Immediately he joined the U.S navy and travelled the world on the U.S.S Arkansas for 3 years. By the time he was honorably discharged from the navy in 1987 He had been a second class petty officer, a guided missile captain and a qualified nuclear weapons handler with a top secret clearance.
Following the US navy, he travelled to Arizona where He was fabricating robots then decided to come to Alaska for college at UAF where he worked on his anthropology degree with an emphasis on archaeology. (He’s got one heck of a brain on him.)
During his time back in Fairbanks studying he worked on art and auto body repair. He has multiple drawings and even made a comic book that was sold at the comic shop in Fairbanks. He has many impressive bone carvings, and played the guitar all over town.
This is the part in the story that sucks to type about.
He was diagnosed with multiple sclerosis on august 27th 1990. The exact day his idol Stevie ray Vaughan died in a helicopter crash.
He said “my life has not been normal since that day”.
However, that did not stop him from playing the music he loved, drawing, carving and two years later October 8th 1992 he became the best father that anybody could ever wish for.
He didn’t stop there. In 1993 he finished his training that he left off with when he was younger and became a black belt and instructor in the martial art of taekwondo.
Throughout the 90’s I remember travelling with him from Fairbanks to Wasilla after my mother and him broke up and got divorced. We lived with my aunt and cousin in Wasilla. His disease wasn’t so bad then but was definitely getting worse and worse by the day.
He was doing his best to get by in a home office by making business cards and making digital art for multiple businesses in Wasilla. (he still does this digital art but teaches his caregivers how to create it for him. Its genius, he has never stopped creating things.)
^he is no longer in operation. but those are some of things he did with the business.
His condition had gotten worse by the end of the nineties and he was walking with a cane. we moved down to Soldotna to get better help, around the time I was in the 4th grade was when he started to be wheelchair bound. He stopped driving, depression kicked in. and his condition got worse and worse. No more standing on his own, no more playing guitar and no more playing with me.
The last time that I remember running with him was in Wasilla while we were out garage sale’n.
No matter how hard it was for him, he has never stopped being a great dad.
The next ten years where very hard. He was losing his abilities in his left arm and couldn’t use the bathroom on his own anymore, he could barely use the computer on his own. We ended up being burglarized in Soldotna because our house was an “easy target”
It was a little before this time that him and his friend then and now girlfriend (Rebecca) where realizing that they were in love. She was helping him, and coming over daily for quite a while and Me and her boys were and are great friends still.
They got to be together and I got to hang out with my friends. But at this point I was being a teenager, aka a ( P.I.T.A ). And It wasn’t a great situation for my dad and I so I was sent to Fairbanks back with my mother where I ended up going to high school and working.
While I have been living up north growing up the rest of the way and visiting when I can, He has been with awesome Rebecca. And she has been doing her Best to take care of him and love him. (she really is a gift from god.)
Every time I visit I can see how much his disease is trying to take over. It kills me inside to see him like this.
At this moment, right now He has lost all his abilities other than talking and staying alive and It is hard for him to even talk or stay alive because he could literally choke on something at any moment. He has made it this far into the future that We very well may have a dang way to save him and hopefully give him back some of his abilities.
I want to be able to afford to get him treatment and better everything (wheelchair, healthcare, service, food, a vacation for once, Physical therapy). The government does not care who he was or about his service in the navy, and our family can only do so much.
Please Help me Help my father and his woman.
If I could see him sit up and give her a kiss on his own again it would mean the world to all of us.
Anything left over after treatment no matter if it works or not will go to him to help with his care and new equiptment to help him. Time is literally running out and I just want to be able to say that I did my damn best to try to help him.