Silas Lieberman Lyme Disease Treatment

The Story:

Many know a lot of our story already. We've been in a long hard season for a few years now, and there hasn't been too much letting up; though Jesus has always been so good and faithful. In 2019, we received so much love and help from many of you for our son, Judah's, needs. He passed away in March of 2019 from a rare genetic disease. In 2021, after fighting many symptoms, I, Lindsay, was diagnosed with Lyme disease and, thanks to a very generous and loving family member, have been able to get into treatment with a Lyme Literate doctor here in MI. It's a hard daily battle. Last year I also battled a pulmonary embolism that is so far evading any diagnosis. This year, 2022, Silas had increasing symptoms of much pain, digestive woes and some mental health issues. We took him to my Lyme Literate doctor, and she found that he too has Lyme disease. We saved and waited and researched and were able to take him to Pennsylvania in the beginning of Aug. for a less intense treatment that was also less expensive in hopes it would be all he needed. A wonderful friend helped in so many ways making this possible for us. Unfortunately, those treatments are proving unsuccessful, and his symptoms are worsening again. We need to get him in with my Lyme Literate doctor here. Her treatment uses the Rife machine. I have been in treatment with her for a year. It's a slow and steady process of killing the Lyme infected cells, as well as Lyme in other forms (spirochete, cyst, etc..)

The Need:

We will need financial help for the treatment, the required machines, and any supplementary forms of treatment that might be needed.

When setting the goal amount, I took into consideration the amount of treatment (between $5200-5600), the needed equiptment (anywhere from $500-$2000) and GoFundMe fees that they pull from each donation.

Real Talk:

I hate this. I hate that it's happening to him. I hate that he's in pain and struggling. It's very PTSD triggering for me, seeing him crawl in pain or struggle internally (PTSD caused from our son Judah's suffering.) And I hesitated greatly in setting up a fund because we frankly are sick of needing help. We want to be a blessing to others. Maybe that's pride. I feel horribly awkward. And maybe this won't be helpful or be enough. But we have to try something.

All I know is that we live simply, we love deeply, and yet again my child needs help.

And Jesus is good.

Thank you!