




On May 26th, 2024, I suffered a crippling fall that has turned my world upside down. The injury to my knee was beyond severe, and the subsequent nightmare at the hospital has only magnified my agony. I am now unable to walk without assistance, and the simplest of tasks have become insurmountable challenges. I cannot shower on my own, dress myself, or even perform basic hygiene without help. I am confined to wearing a massive, uncomfortable brace on my leg, a constant reminder of my shattered independence.
Preparing my own food is impossible, and I rely on others for even the smallest tasks. If I am not in my wheelchair, I am struggling on crutches. The physical pain is relentless, but the emotional torment of losing my independence is unbearable. Driving is no longer an option, and even bending down to feed my beloved dogs has become an unachievable task. I need someone with me at all times to help with the most basic of needs, a reality that has utterly devastated my spirit.
The ordeal I endured at the hospital was nothing short of a living hell. The humiliation, the neglect, and the sheer disregard for my dignity and well-being have left deep, unhealable scars. I was mocked, denied proper pain management, and subjected to invasive and degrading searches. Despite just undergoing major surgery, I was literally wheeled out and dumped on the curb of the hospital, left to crawl back inside in desperate need of help. This experience has been the worst and most dehumanizing event of my life.
Adding to this unbearable situation is the fact that I am unable to work. I am in the process of applying for disability, but that will take months. According to my doctor, it will be about a year, if not longer, before I might be able to walk again. I cannot lift my leg on my own; it has to be moved by either myself or another person. This is incredibly discouraging and leaves me with no income.
I am faced with the immediate and pressing need to keep my electricity on during the scorching summer in Arizona and to put food on the table. At this point, I am at a loss as to how I will manage any of this.
I share this not to elicit pity, but to shed light on the harsh reality of my situation and to reach out to those who have stood by me through thick and thin. Your support means the world to me, and knowing that you are there gives me the courage to face each day.
I am fighting to reclaim my life, seeking justice, and striving to regain some semblance of normalcy. I ask for your continued support and understanding as I navigate this incredibly difficult path.
Thank you for being my strength, and my unwavering supporters.