Terri Raynor

Hello, I'm still trying to find a job, not getting any callbacks because I have to disclose that I do have seizures. I'm waiting on disability to reach out to me. They told me they were giving me a date to meet with the judge because I keep appealing their decisions. I'm still trying to find a place, so I'm just praying to God that something better comes because I'm not used to this. I'm not used to not having a job, not having my own place, not having a car, and not working. This is like a foreign language to me, to not have my own and to have to ask people for things. But I will keep you all updated, and even though I'm not getting donations, hopefully, I am getting prayers. Everyone be blessed.

Hello, my name is Terri. I'm a wife, grandmother of eight, and mother of three. I have worked since I was about 10 in cotton fields, sweet potato fields, picking pecans, and even picking up cans. So in 2012, when I started having seizures, it was hard for me to hear that I couldn't work. But over the years, I began to have three types of seizures and needed much more medicine over time. But I still worked to make sure my kids and grandkids didn't need anything, sometimes working two or three jobs from 7 a.m. to 11 p.m. or 1-2 a.m. and then back up again. When I sued two of my jobs and won, they fired me. I was using LegalZoom to open up my own restaurant, but they cleaned out my bank account. Plus, on March 7, 2024, my son was put in prison for a crime he didn't commit because my money was stolen, and he had a state attorney that didn't care about anything. On March 16, 2024, my son-in-law was killed by so-called friends after getting off his second job, and the LRPD didn't care. Then, in November 2024, the stress caused me to have a stroke, leaving me paralyzed on my right side and losing everything I had: my home, both sons, restaurant, money, and husband. I died twice after everything happened, losing me, being homeless, and expressing my mind. I had a seizure and woke up in the CCU for two days, then moved to the ICU for two days. Then they told me I was being moved to a mental health department. I asked why, but no one could tell me. Not knowing, I used to work for Arkansas State Hospital as an administrative specialist/non-licensed pharmacy. Until last year, our life has gone through a lot because, on May 21st of this year, a fire broke out in the apartment. I was looking after her two boys, and she took her daughter to work with her. But it was GOD AND HER HUSBAND BECAUSE I TAKE SLEEP MEDICINE AND FOR TWO DAYS IT DIDN'T WORK AND I HAD JUST CAME OUT OF HER ROOM ✔️ ON HER CAT'S THAT SHE LOST AS WELL ONE IN A CAGE CODY JONES AND CHELSEA -JONES MY TWO NALA RENRE CAMPBELL -RAYNOR AND BIG DADDY JONES I MISS MY TWO BABIES.