Need a ride!

My name is Christine, but to be honest, there are times I think it should be Job. I am a mother of two wonderful young women. I am also a widow of an incredible man. Recently, i lost my mother who because of my situation had not seen for over two months.

I am in my late 50s and frankly I didn't see my life ending up the way it is so far. Back in 2002 June 9 to be exact I was diagnosed with MS (multiple sclerosis). At that time I was a divorce single mom of one I was fortunate to have gotten my diagnosis in my mid 30s most women with MS get diagnosed in their late teens early 20s. I figured I was still able to walk and work, so whereverwork this diagnosis took me I would be able to manage. I then met the man who would become my future husband. My illness gradually changes my circumstances, making it more difficult for me to walk without assistance i.e. a walker or crutches eventually a wheelchair. I still managed to work from home because of fatigue had not taken me down. I had another child, and sadly when she was eight my husband was diagnosed with brain cancer and died two months later. By this time I had stopped working completely because of my disease. I had to sell my home and move to another house since I could no longer manage the stairs. since we were now, a zero income family due to my husband's death, I had to return to work. I had managed to do a job here and there, but I could not work full-time due to my fatigue. Then the pandemic hit and I was good for a while but eventually I too contracted Covid.

Since I contracted Covid, I have not been able to stand, straighten my legs, or transfer without a great amount of assistance. I am what is known as wheelchair bound/bedbound. This means in order for me to leave the house I require, an ambulette or a mobility van that has wheelchair accessibility.

Purchasing one is on my wish list so I can go out into the world again. In all seriousness, I have not left my home since before the pandemic. I do everything from behind a computer or film from grocery shopping to parent teacher conferences, but this is not how I want to live my life

Now you know my story, and hopefully can understand and be generous enough to help me with my GoFundMe so that I can afford a down payment on a mobility van so I can at least visit my mother's grave and my husband's too. Check in on my dad and make sure he's ok and I don't lose time with him like I lost time with my mom.

Understand that I have not physically left my house with the exception of hospital visits and doctor's appointments since the pandemic. It's a miracle I haven't gone crazy staring at the same walls every day since March 2020. Purchasing a wheelchair accessible van would allow me the ability to have a somewhat normal life where I could go out and socialize as opposed to what I'm currently doing, which is just existing.

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