On November 5, 2024, my daughter Theodora (Theo) was diagnosed with B-cell ALL. She is halfway through her treatment and will finish chemotherapy in May 2026. Our family has faced many challenges leading up to Theo’s diagnosis, and we’ve experienced unexpected life changes more than a few times since starting treatment.
After Theo’s birth, I became disabled and won my disability case in the summer of 2024. That little bit of extra financial support helped us juggle bills for a while. But just six days before Theo’s ER trip, I shattered my right patella slipping in the kitchen. We were transferred to Summerlin Hospital’s children’s Hematology/Oncology floor, where Theo, who had just turned three, spent 43 days going through the 28-day induction cycle. At the time, we didn’t have insurance for our kids, and due to my injury, I couldn’t go home. My kids and I stayed with my father for about four months.
In January 2025, I had my second knee surgery, and in March, a close family member experienced a mental health crisis, leading us to return home earlier than planned. By July, things became even more difficult when my dad went into full mania after traveling abroad. The stress was overwhelming, and my marriage ended, though we continued living together to keep the peace for our kids. We tried our best to stay afloat, but we were already in bad shape financially leading into Theo’s diagnosis.
Funds raised will help us cover medical bills, living expenses, transportation, and moving costs. Theodora, aka Theo, is a ray of sunshine—she’s incredibly resilient and brave. Her and her older brother are my life. I’m trying to figure out what’s next after our home sale, with ruined credit, stacks of unpaid medical bills, and a broken support system. Thank you for taking the time to read this chapter in our story. Any support means the world to us.
After Theo’s birth, I became disabled and won my disability case in the summer of 2024. That little bit of extra financial support helped us juggle bills for a while. But just six days before Theo’s ER trip, I shattered my right patella slipping in the kitchen. We were transferred to Summerlin Hospital’s children’s Hematology/Oncology floor, where Theo, who had just turned three, spent 43 days going through the 28-day induction cycle. At the time, we didn’t have insurance for our kids, and due to my injury, I couldn’t go home. My kids and I stayed with my father for about four months.
In January 2025, I had my second knee surgery, and in March, a close family member experienced a mental health crisis, leading us to return home earlier than planned. By July, things became even more difficult when my dad went into full mania after traveling abroad. The stress was overwhelming, and my marriage ended, though we continued living together to keep the peace for our kids. We tried our best to stay afloat, but we were already in bad shape financially leading into Theo’s diagnosis.
Funds raised will help us cover medical bills, living expenses, transportation, and moving costs. Theodora, aka Theo, is a ray of sunshine—she’s incredibly resilient and brave. Her and her older brother are my life. I’m trying to figure out what’s next after our home sale, with ruined credit, stacks of unpaid medical bills, and a broken support system. Thank you for taking the time to read this chapter in our story. Any support means the world to us.






