This has been a journey at this point that seems never ending, and one I definitely don't know if I or my family will ever fully recover from. My heart issues have been going on for almost 12 years now, having had my first Heart Attack at age 42, in 2014. My second The Widow Make in 2017, still don't know how I survived that one. My 3rd in 2019, and then being diagnosed with Severe Congestive Heart Failure in 2020. I was told then not to return to work and apply for Disability Benefits. Thats when the financial struggles began and piled up to the avalanche they are now. It took me over 2 years to begin receiving Benefits and they barely cover the cost of anything. My wife was then working 60 plus hours a week getting all the over time she could get but with every doctors appointment, hospital visit, she missed days, sometimes weeks of work to help care for me. The Overtime is gone now though and she struggles to get a full 40 hour week now. Our son was only 7 years old when all this started, he's 19 now and working as well to try and help us stay above water. It's really not fair to either of them, they have sacrificed so much and I will forever be grateful to them for that. After my diagnosis of Heart Failure came and I was put on various regiments of medications that didn't help my Heart regain any strength, I was told a full Heart Transplant was my most viable life saving option. In November of 2024 I was admitted to Atrium Carolinas Medical Center in Charlotte NC. I had an external Impella heart pump placed to help my heart function, and I waited. On December 28th they thought they had found a viable donor heart, prepped me for surgery, had me on the operating table, and then had to call it because the Heart ended up not being good after all. My world was shattered all over again. In January of 2025 they told me I would have to have an LVAD Heart Pump inserted in my heart as a bridge to Transplant because waiting with the external pump was becoming dangerous to my other organs. That surgery went very poorly and set me back weeks, if not longer. The recovery and rehab was devastatingly hard, but I was released to wait for a Heart Transplant, just more waiting. More doctors appointments, more hospital visits, more time and money lost. My feeling of being a burden to everyone just grew and continues to grow. In November of 2025 I got really sick, and it caused the Right Side of my heart to go severely out of rhythm. I had to be flown by helicopter from Anderson SC to Atrium in Charlotte NC. The doctors had to shock my heart to get it back in the right rhythm but not soon enough as it had already caused some damage to my Liver and Kidney functions. Hospitalized again for another week, missed Thanksgiving again. I was released to continue my wait for a Heart Transplant, which I was told could take years to find the right donor heart, and some days, most days I just don't feel like I have it in me anymore. I'm tired and I'm weak. I'm depressed and filled with doubt and uncertainty. I just wish everything could be better, that I could be better, and life could be easier for my family. If anyone reading this can help, share, donate any amount to our cause we would appreciate it more than you could ever know. Thank You, we love you all.