Amanda's Medical Fund

Last year, I had a GoFundMe campaign. It was an attempt to officially marry my soulmate, and give her the wedding of her dreams.




Now, my soulmate, Amanda Greathouse, is sitting in the interventional cardiology center in Fort Worth, Texas. She has a blockage in her aortic valve, that's only allowing 40% bloodflow. There's no surgery to fix this, because the blockage isn't plaque, it's scar tissue. Scar tissue from the heart attacks she's had, not just the massive event she had last week. She was admitted into the hospital for pneumonia, and that's when they told us she had a heart attack.


They even put a catheter through her arm into her heart! I didn't even know that was a thing.


So if there's no surgery, why do we need funds? Because Amanda has incredible anxiety problems, not just stemming from the fact that she has Asperger's Syndrome, but because we're destitute, living with strangers, weeks away from homelessness, and neither of us can afford medication.

I wanted to give her the wedding of her dreams, now I just want to give her a chance at survival. A temporary place to live, somewhere she can rest her mind, and take things easy for a while, would do wonders for her. We're always a step away living on the streets. Our medical debt is in the six figure range. The doctors told us disability would take a while, and we just need to survive until then.

I'm desparate, but my mom always told me that before I try to take something, I should ask for it first. Please, I'm literally on me knees writing this. Help me prove to her that people care, that she matters, that love wins.