I Need Your Help
Okay guys… Here’s what’s up. I have never asked for anything from you guys but a laugh and an occasional cheering up… But I NEED help.
My mom and my dad have helped–they always have. It turns out this morning that they’ve cut our electric because, guess what? If it reaches above a certain temperature, they can cut you off. Now, if you know anything about my region, you know that the weather changes sporadically.
Because… My mom and dad helped a certain set of people, whom are actually only helping us while our electric is off. Which is nice, considering we have so many dogs indoors.
My mom and dad… They’re on oxygen tanks. So if the medical goes through, they can turn it on within a few days. But even then, that only gets us a month to get 1660 US dollars before they’ll cut it off again. Even with two jobs for a month… I’m only going to cover around 800 something. The math doesn’t work–And I’m utterly terrified.
See, a long time ago, mom was sleeping and her lungs collapsed on her in her sleep. I was still in school, and I watched as EMTs rolled my mother out on a stretcher. That is something… Well that’s something you can never erase from your memories. Imagine you’ve ran about a mile,without stopping, and you feel like you’re getting choked at the same time. My mom said that’s what it felt like. The Oxygen she has when she sleeps keeps her lungs from collapsing.
Guys, what I’m saying is… If we run out of places to live and a month goes by IF the medical papers goes through and my mom sleeps without oxygen… My mom can die.
That’s it. That’s as simple as I can put it. My mother might not get to the hospital fast enough and die. My parents both have COPD and a whole slew of other illnesses.
This isn’t about me anymore. This is about my family.
I only get one mother, guys. My Father’s situation isn’t AS bad, but he needs his oxygen machines and his lungs might collapse too–I’m scared of that. I’m so scared.
I broke down on what was left of my phone battery and cried myself to sleep with my fiance on the phone. I am in nothing but constant tears since I woke up. Ah, that reminds me. Now, without the house phone… I can’t call in and get paid for two of my jobs. One for my mother and one for my father. Luckily, I might be starting at Huddle House so maybe I can get some nice tips
There’s two ways you can do this. One way is purchasing from redbubble if you aren’t the person for outright charity. Though I get only a TINY amount from this, it’s still better.
The second way is paypal. My paypal email is [email protected]
If you’re in a rough situation like I am..I can understand that. I’m not going to grudge you all for not donating. ^^ A lot of you guys are college students and are swimming in an ocean of debt. Please. Please reblog this for me, guys. I’m scared. I’m 22, working three jobs, and I’m finally swallowing the feeble pride. I’m trying to take care of my parents. Help me help them, please. But thank you. Thank you for reading this, at least.
