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My husband Michael is also a father, patriot and disabled veteran. He served in the Army from 2002 - 2006 as a combat medic. For 2 of those years he was serving on the front lines in Iraq. He had one of the hardest jobs physically, mentally and emotionally. He was in and near several major explosions, he saw horrors that we cannot image and had to make decisions that break a persons spirit. Mike returned a different man. Over the years since he has been home Post Traumatic Stress has set in and even though he does his best to get help it still worsens. It keeps him from maintain a normal lifestyle of friendships, family life, or even going out in public beyond what he deems safe zones. Loud noises and weather conditions have adverse effects on him. Due to one of the explosions Michael got a severe neck injury that he needed surgery for. The surgeon cut into a nerve and permanently damaged his neck. He is in near constant pain and for the rest of his life he will need to get the damaged nerves burned off every 6 months or so. All this combined means he can't get a job or continue pursuing his life long dream of wrestling.

 He needs a constant care giver, as his wife, Corinne this is my job. It's 24 hours a day which means I can't work either. For a short time I was paid through a caregiver program but was recently let go because Mike doesn't fit the parameters of requirements. Basically he is not suicidal, homicidal or psychotic enough. That money was most of what we were living off of. Each veteran gets a disability rating up to 100% based off of their injuries and gets paid accordingly. Mike has the requirements for 100% disability and after 8 years we are still fighting for it. The V.A. makes it a long and arduous process.

We have an amazing 10 year old daughter who has seen her father go through so much and her mom trying to hide stress and fear. The last thing we want is for her to lose her home. We have 3 months of mortgage left and with the holidays coming it's heart breaking to tell her that we can't give her much and that hopefully Santa (because she still believes in him) will reward her for being such a good family helper. We are so blessed to our daughters school for being aware of our situation and helping us with food and field trips but she needs clothes. We still have medical, credit card and utlitiy bills that we are starting to fall behind on and our cat just had emergency surgery we couldn't afford.

 Mike and I are currently appealing the decision for my loss of caregiver job and we are still fighting for Mike's increased disability rating but these things take months to be reviewed and for decisions to be made. We just want to be able to keep up with the bills maybe even get a little ahead. We are running out of time and the stress and fear are starting to take a toll on my health. 

I know that there are people out there who are even worse off then we are and I feel immense guilt asking for help but I just want my little girl to have a childhood that doesn't constantly involve being told no because we can't afford it or to see her parents hiding tears and stress. It breaks Mike and I's hearts every time she sees him collapse in pain or when she runs to his side to help him through an anxiety attack. Mike has been through so much and has helped so many people. Even out of the military he is always trying to help those in need. He deserves a better quality of life they both do and I don't know how much I have left in me to keep it all going.

Any help you can give even if it's just passing this along or advice would mean the world to us.
Thank you and Bless you.

For those that know us please help to keep as much of this from our daughter as you can.