So hey…… what’s up…..
Hell, I don’t even know if I have any followers, I honestly think my tumblr fell to the bots a long time ago, but I have to give it a try, even if I’m just screaming out into the void, it’s better than just sitting here and doing nothing, cause that’s not really getting me anywhere.
Things have been going down hill fast for me it seems, and it feels like a roller coaster I didn’t sign up for, cause I hate roller coasters.
I’ve struggled with various respiratory issues my whole life and being Mexican, well, we fixed them however we could, ER visits when we could afford them, vaporub, praying, sana sana colita de rana, I made it to 42! And all of a sudden, my asthma is killing my lungs and now they think it might be COPD, I was supposed to see a pulmonologist in May but I had to quit my job cause they put me on oxygen and I couldn’t afford the visit, then my inhaler was $500 cause I didn’t have insurance, so I tried to stretch the one I had. My Doctor sat me down and told me I could have died. Then she paid for my inhaler out of her own pocket and made me cry.
I applied for disability in February….. it’s September, I just heard back, they need more proof so they have me doing all sorts of stuff, an xray being one of them. They take a picture of my lungs, they find out while they are there that my spine is DEGENERATING……. MY SPINE….. so that’s why I walk funny and it hurts to stand more than 5 minutes? Yes. And it’s gonna get worse. Sorry. Oh. Ok.
So now they want me to do physical therapy. But I still don’t have insurance, or a job cause, ya know, I can’t breathe, I’m on oxygen, and I can’t stand or walk right. Oh ok, guess we can just give you some pain killers, they will make you sleepy though so that won’t help with work either. Also, disability still doesn’t believe you so let’s do more tests.
So I can’t get a job, I’m walking with a cane, I need a rollator walker but I can’t afford one, I have medication right now, but I dunno if I will afford it once it runs out, I’ve done my disability determination appointment and have one more appointment with the pulmonologist before they can tell me if I’m approved for disability (trying to manifest a yes) I am however told my odds are slim and I should find a lawyer, my oxygen is $140 a month and another bill on top of everything else. I have cried more than I care to think about this month alone and it’s only the 8th.
At least it’s fall.
Please donate if you are so inclined. I won’t ask for the moon or stars. I just want to have a Pumpkin Spice, maybe a scone. I just need some hope.
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