My mom, Gloria Anderson, is an angel that walks this earth. Anyone who knows her can attest to that. Saturday my mom lost a lot more than just her husband. My Parents have been married for 40 years. My dad has struggled with Multiple sclerosis for 35 years. If you know anything about Multiple sclerosis you know if you have it for 35 years and are doing well that means somebody is taking damn good care of you. Mom took damn good care of my daddy. Thursday my dad started becoming incoherent. He couldn't answer any questions, tell you Christmas was coming, or tell you his own birthday. My mom called 911 and they came and transported him to the ER. He didn't know what was going on. He just wasn't himself, but when they diagnosed it as a Urinary tract infection we all took a sigh of relief thinking antibiotics would clear that right up and he'd be coming home. That wasn't the case. He had gotten better as they started him on meds and planned to release him. But that evening another incoherent episode started up. They moved him up to the ICU where they ran more tests and discovered he had also had a heart attack and that his UTI had turned into bacterial sepsis. Despite all that had happened, he was back to his normal amazing self the next day. Making jokes about how he didn't know Christmas was coming the evening before, and visiting with us. That night he endured yet another episode where he didn't seem to know what was going on. Couldn't answer you or form sentences and became very agitated pulling at his oxygen mask and Iv's. They sedated him to calm him and he fell asleep. He never awoke from that sedation. They discovered the following day he had contracted staph, the flu, and pneumonia while in the hospital. The hospital insisted on an MRI to see where he was at in his brain. They knew it was risky because he was on 100% oxygen running between a 101-105 temp and very unstable as far as blood pressure goes. He made it through the MRI and they let us know he was headed back up. On his way up he coded in the elevator and when he got back to the room they couldn't find a pulse. Only after he passed did they discover he had also had a stroke. It took bacterial sepsis, staph, the flu, pneumonia, a heart attack and a stroke to take that wonderful man from this earth. That day my mom not only lost her husband and best friend of 40 years. She lost all of his income, she lost the ability to afford the apartment she and him had made home. She lost her entire life style. My parents never made much to begin with. But my dad made the majority of their income. He was on SSI and disability. She is not eligible to draw any of his SSI any longer due to being a teacher in Texas. There is a law stating teachers cannot draw a teacher retirement and receive SSI. Even a spouses SSI. My dad was unable to have a large amount of life insurance due to him having MS they charged out the wazoo for even a small amount that won't cover much more than his burial so instead of grieving, my mom is having to worry about affording food and a place to live. Nobody deserves to have to endure what she has, but she of all people definitely does not deserve this. If you can help in the slightest please do. Whether it's a prayer sent her way or a gift card for groceries. She could really use it right now. I want her to be able to grieve without any added stress about what's coming. Thank you for reading.