Two years ago, my life changed dramatically when my kidneys failed. As a registered nurse, I spent years working in the Covid ICU during the pandemic, caring for others at their most vulnerable. Unfortunately, contracting Covid myself was the direct cause of my kidney failure, and since then, I have not been able to return to work. The transition from caregiver to patient has been incredibly difficult, both emotionally and financially.

I have three children and one grandchild. My daughter is a teacher, my middle son is just beginning his journey in the armed forces, and my stepson is eight years old. My family means the world to me, and their support has helped me through some of the toughest days. I used up all my savings while waiting for social security to begin, and now I rely on a very limited income. Dialysis treatments four days a week, combined with the strain on my body, make it impossible for me to work. The costs of driving to and from frequent doctor appointments, along with medications and co-pays, add up quickly. Every month, it becomes harder to keep up with basic living expenses while I wait—sometimes up to 5-7 years—for a kidney transplant. I’m already two years into this journey, and the uncertainty is overwhelming.

I want to thank my family and friends who have supported me so far. They’ve done all they can, but now I need to reach out to my community. Asking for help is not easy for me—I’m the kind of person who wouldn’t even ask for lunch money. But a friend convinced me that after over 30 years of serving my community as a nurse, paramedic, and volunteer firefighter, it’s okay to ask for support. If you’re able to help, your kindness will make a real difference in my life as I continue this fight. Thank you for considering a donation and for sharing my story.