We have run out of options

Where to begin.....  I am very prideful and I have always tried to take my families’ burdens on myself. But it has finally reached the point that I am drowning and am asking for assistance. My beautiful wife Rachel was born with spina bifida. Despite being told she would never play sports or lead an active life, she fought hard and went on to do just that. I met her when I was in 9th grade and she was in the 11th and we quickly began dating. This year will be 20 years together. When Rachel was around 10 years old she got some glass in her foot that left an open wound. The open wound, combined with her leg braces for walking, and coupled with multiple leg surgeries from the spina bifida, created a perfect storm. The wound never healed, even thru attempts at skin grafting and bed rest. Even with the open wound, Rachel continued to thrive in life, and we eventually had 2 daughters: Rory and Isabella. Around 7 years ago an MRI showed that bone had developed osteomyelitis, and was slowly rotting from the inside out. Even thru all of that, Rachel was still positive and our girls were thriving. Don’t get me wrong, it was hard, as I am the only provider for our family as Rachel could not work consistently with the consistent leg pain and chronic foot infections. Then came the accident. I was injured at work removing a boiler from a basement. I ruptured 2 discs in my lower back. For those of you that have had to deal with workman’s compensation, you know it is a long and painful process to deal with, both medically and financially. Over the course of 2 years, I was only able to work sporadically until finally, the doctors performed a microdiscectmy on my back. Finally returning to full time work, things began to look up, but it was short lived. Rachel developed a pseudomonas infection in the wound on her foot that began rotting away the skin. Over the course of a year, the skin rotted away, and the ankle bone completely deteriorated until Rachel was walking on the point of her shin bone, with her foot upturned and useless. Her pain was immense, and combined with the risk of sepsis, she finally made the courageous choice to have the amputation of her leg done.  Post surgery my wife became radiant and healthy again. Her body is able to fight again against the constant risk of infections. But 4 months after surgery I lost my job.  As the only source of income, this was a devastating blow. I quickly found a new job, but at a fraction of what I made. We held out hope that Rachel would be able to return to the work force once she obtained a prosthetic, but 8 months later she is still without one. The prosthetic that was made for her did not fit correctly once the leg began to swell, and the doctors have still not made a new one. Between the doctors bills, the prosthetic bills, the everyday living costs, we are drowning. We cannot keep up on basic utilities, and even putting food on the table for my girls is a struggle. We have applied for government assistance, but have not had any success. Even with my wife being disabled and unable to work, her benefits are only about $240 dollars per month to live on.  I am begging and pleading for help. There is nothing in this world that I need, other than to have the ability to give my three girls a roof over their head and food on the table. Thank you so much for you consideration and God bless you just for taking the time to read our story.