Cover Photo: Before Vaccine in 2020

Dear Friends, and Compassionate Supporters,

On the morning of March 31, 2021, I drove to hospital, my heart racing as I prepared to receive the COVID-19 vaccine—a requirement for continued employment. I chose the Johnson & Johnson shot, believing that a single dose would be more manageable given my hectic work schedule. As I walked through the hospital’s corridors, it felt like a dystopian cattle call, a surreal experiment in human compliance. I quickly moved past the Pfizer and Moderna stations, settling into a chair as the nurse prepared the needle. The moment the vaccine entered my arm was unlike anything I’d ever felt—a strange, unsettling sensation.

Forty minutes later, I headed home, an uneasy mix of dread and acceptance washing over me. Within hours, the dread turned to despair. By 3 PM, I was in bed, with Tylenol, Advil and water close by. Initially, I told myself it was a normal reaction, but by 6 PM, the pain was unbearable—throbbing headache, body aches, and a terrifying ringing in my ears engulfed me. I felt as if something foreign had invaded my body, leaving me weak, dizzy, and barely able to breathe.

At 8 PM, the grip of the vaccine-induced delirium took hold and I sent a heart-wrenching goodbye message to my children, convinced I might not wake up.

Miraculously, I woke up the next day, but I was a shell of myself—unable to rise from bed. I experienced a cascade of severe symptoms that defied explanation: my lips and palms turned blue, I lost feeling in my extremities, and the pressure in my head became unbearable. I FaceTimed my medical concierge, and the vaccine manufacturer only to be told that my reactions were “normal” and to call 911 if I stop breathing. I felt abandoned, as if my pleas for help fell on deaf ears.

As days turned into a blur of adverse symptoms and fatigue, I faced relentless suffering. On April 17, I collapsed, unable to breathe, and my daughter called an ambulance. At the hospital, tests revealed nothing abnormal other than an allergic anaphylactic reaction, yet I was trapped in a nightmare of bizarre symptoms that would become cyclical episodes in the months ahead.

My existence has become an unending struggle as the months have now turned into 3+years. Every day feels heavy with the weight of uncertainty, as my body battles a relentless storm of fluctuating health issues.

My Diagnoses Include:

TIA Stroke - August 2021

Pericarditis - 2021

Tachycardia & POTS- 2021

Tremors - 2021

Severe Neurological disorder - 2021

Vascular & blood clotting Issues - 2021-2024

Long haul Covid - 2022

Adrenal Insufficiency - 2024

Cushings - 2024

Despite 10+ ER/hospital stays and 200+ doctors visits, my health remains complex and difficult to treat. The recent diagnosis of adrenal insufficiency and Cushings in 2024 has added to the urgency of my situation, requiring intense and ongoing medical treatment.

As you can imagine, this news has been devastating, facing not only the emotional weight of this diagnosis but also the daunting financial burden that comes with it. The out of pocket cost of treatment, medications, and frequent specialist visits quickly add up, creating a significant financial strain.

The past few years have been an emotional and physical roller coaster of ups and downs, moments of empowerment along with moments of despair, fight or flight. Those who know me see my days filled with pen to page writing and outdoor adventure walks. Yet, the tremors, vascular, and heart issues keep me from doing these simple joys. Still, I am determined to find answers and healing.

Every contribution, whether $10, $100, $1000, would significantly impact my journey toward covering essential medical expenses. Your support, through donation or by sharing this fundraiser with your network, brings me one step closer to my goal and alleviates some of the financial burdens I'm facing.

Your heartfelt support and prayers are invaluable, and I am deeply grateful for your assistance in this journey.

With Love and Much Gratitude,

Tina