Purplefrog289 aka Alisha J Whaley

Hi, my name is Alisha. The past few years have been extremely rough. I was diagnosed with peritoneal carcinomatosis, unknown primary, stage 4, on May 6th, 2020. On top of having cancer, I also have Lupus. Go big or go home, right? LOL Unfortunately, this is a terminal cancer, and by the grace of God, I am still alive. I have been on Hospice twice now and taken off twice. My cancer acts up (metastasizes). I don't exactly know how to describe this cancer other than it is a life sentence. An absolute rollercoaster of emotions with good days and some really bad days. Pain is a constant, obviously some days worse than others, and emotionally, well, that's equally as awful. I have to take pain meds every day, anti-nausea meds around the clock, can't drive because while I may feel OK to drive, I'm not about to endanger the lives of innocent people. I see a palliative care doctor every 2 months along with lab work and CT scans every 2 months to monitor the cancer progress. For a while, the cancer will stay the same (stabilize, if you will. As in the tumors don't enlarge) and then on the next scan, they will have enlarged again. It's like a rinse/repeat cycle. With a crazy emotional up and down rollercoaster. I get to tell everyone I love things are progressing, and then 2 months later it's like, "Oh haha just kidding the tumors have leveled out." I'm not sure how much more of this my emotional well-being can handle. Not to mention I'm not sure how much my loved ones can handle it either. I've prepaid for my cremation. Taken care of all my final preparations so they don't have to worry about that. But none of it has been easy. Countless trips/stays in the hospital. Countless blood transfusions, injections to raise my white count, countless falls, broken bones, etc., etc., etc. Unfortunately, this last fall I fractured T3, T4, T5, T6, T8, T11, and T12. I also, because fun fact, when breaking your fall, you shouldn't use your face, I knocked out several of my teeth. The dentist said since I did most of his work for him, removing the teeth and putting dentures in would be my best course of action. The total cost for the dentures is about $8,000.00 but my insurance will pay for all but $1,700. I'm hoping and praying there are some kind souls out there that could possibly help out so I could actually eat once again. This past month has just been awful for me. My best friend (dog) passed away on March 30th, which hasn't made this transition any easier either. I hate having to ask for help, but honestly don't know where else to turn. Any little bit would help and be appreciated more than words could even express. I am more than willing to share/show any proof needed. Thank you for reading, Alisha