Hello friends, family, and kind-hearted strangers,

My name is Rosalind and I never imagined I’d be writing this—especially not to ask for help. But today, I’m humbling myself because I truly need it.

Asking for help especially when you are seen as strong is extremely difficult. People assume you really don’t need help or that because you are strong then you’re just going to figure it out.

What started as a peaceful vacation in California turned into the most traumatic health crisis of my life. On the last day of my trip, I was relaxing by the pool when I suddenly became violently ill. I ran to my hotel room, and within minutes, I was projectile vomiting blood all over the room. I was rushed to a hospital in Los Angeles, where I was placed in a medically induced sleep for 4 days just so doctors could determine what was happening.

It turns out, I had a blocked portal vein, and I needed an emergency TIPS procedure—a complex surgery that reroutes blood flow in the liver. After the surgery, I slipped into a 5-day coma from hepatic encephalopathy. I remained hospitalized for 3 weeks in California before I could return home.

By December 2024, things looked hopeful—I had a great liver scan. But in March 2025, I began feeling the same pain I had before my first emergency. Tests revealed blood clots had formed again in the TIPS shunt. A Dallas hospital attempted to revise it, but it wasn’t fully successful.

Then, just after school let out this May, I woke up vomiting blood—again. I knew something was terribly wrong. I was rushed to the ER, and tests confirmed the TIPS stent was completely occluded. I needed emergency surgery the next morning—on Memorial Day weekend—at a major hospital in Dallas.

Over the past 3 months, I’ve spent 6 weeks in the hospital. I’ve endured multiple surgeries, procedures, scans, complications, and long periods of bed rest. I’ve been unable to work, care for myself fully, or meet basic living needs.

Throughout all this, I stayed quiet—many people are just now learning what I’ve been through. But now, I’m speaking up. I’ve always been the strong one, the one who encourages others. But today, I need help.

I’m raising funds for:

• Ongoing medical bills not covered by insurance

• Transportation to follow-up visits through July

• Daily living expenses while I recover

• Basic needs like food, utilities, and rent

I thank God that a skilled doctor was able to place a new TIPS in a different location, and so far, things are looking better. I believe God has a testimony in all of this. I just need a little help getting through the hardest part.

Please consider donating any amount if you feel led. And if you can’t give, sharing this with others or praying for me means just as much.

With humility and hope,

Rosalind