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I wanted to share a brief update since a lot has changed. The good news is I’m getting stronger every day. I can now walk a little without my walker, which feels like real progress.

 

The hard part is that while I was hospitalized, I lost my job and my health insurance. Right now I’m living on a small disability payment from my former employer, which helps but isn’t enough to cover basic expenses. I’m also still waiting to see if I’ll be approved for Social Security Disability, a process that takes time.

 

Because of this, my need for support is still very real. If you’re able to help or share this page, it would mean more than I can say. Thank you to everyone who’s walked with me through this. Your support truly matters.

I come to you with a mix of good and bad news.

The tough news first: I was denied Medicaid because I accidentally applied for the wrong version on the website. I’ve now applied to the correct one just another waiting game. I also applied for emergency cash but was denied since I don’t have dependents.

The good news: I’ve been approved for unemployment for a short time, and I’ve also applied for disability. Most importantly, I took a few steps without my walker the other day real progress! 🙏 I even found coupons to help lower the cost of my medications.

Thanks to Jesus, God, and all of your generosity, I’m still moving forward one step at a time.

I hate to ask again, but if you’re able to donate or share my Spotfund, it would truly help me cover bills, medicine, car expenses, and insurance while I wait for further assistance.

 

💌 Spotfund link: http://spot.fund/fcwq5bksc

 

Thank you all for your kindness, prayers, and support. I’m keeping my faith and trust in God. 💙

Heavenly Father,

Tonight, I come before You not as the defeated, but as the rebuilding.

Not as the forgotten, but as the forged.

Because I know who You are —

You are the Almighty Manager of Miracles,

the Architect of Redemption,

the God who builds greatness out of brokenness.

And right now, I am in a wheelchair,

but that chair is not my prison — it’s my platform.

From this seat, I will rise in spirit long before I rise in body,

because You said that where I am weak, You are strong.

Lord, I’ve been through it.

Bullied as a child. Mocked as an adult.

I’ve run thousands of miles just to escape the voices that tried to tell me I was nothing.

But here’s the plot twist, Father — I’m still here.

They didn’t break me. They just revealed who was really carrying me — and that was You.

I’ve got fear trying to run interference:

Fear of failure. Fear of success. Fear of being alone.

Fear that my body might give out before my spirit gets its shot.

But tonight, in the mighty name of Jesus,

I’m cutting a promo on fear — and fear is finished!

Because I may be tired,

I may be broke,

I may be in pain,

but I am not beaten.

You’re not done writing my story.

Father, take the fatigue, the pain, the sleepless nights —

and turn them into fuel.

Take every scar, every insult, every setback —

and make them my testimony.

I may roll, but I roll with purpose.

I may sit, but I stand firm in faith.

I may struggle, but I fight with the strength of heaven behind me.

Help me, Lord, to overcome temptation —

to turn away from the false comforts that never satisfy,

and instead, fill me with Your peace, Your power, and Your promise.

You are my healer.

You are my provider.

You are my advocate when the world calls me worthless.

And right here, right now,

I’m declaring this truth before all of heaven and hell:

I am not a mistake.

I am not a lost cause.

I am a child of the living God —

and this comeback story is just getting started.

Because I believe that one day,

these weak legs will walk again,

this tired heart will sing again,

and this life — my life —

will be a living, breathing, victorious testimony of Your glory.

In Jesus’ powerful name,

Amen.

💙 Update 💙

 

I want to share where things stand right now — there’s some progress and also some new challenges.

 

🌟 The good news: I’m finally home and making significant progress with my leg strength. I’m able to do more each day, even though I still have limits on how long I can stay active before my legs weaken again.

 

💭 The tough news: My job was unable to hold my position, which means I’ve lost my insurance. While the hospital has granted me some hardship coverage, there are still medical bills that remain, and prescriptions I need to stay on track. I’ve applied for financial assistance programs, Medicare/Medicaid, and other benefits — some support is starting to come in (like food stamps and unemployment, which should begin soon), but it will take time before everything is in place.

 

🙏 As much as I dislike asking, I need to. If you’re able to donate or even just share this Spotfund link, it would be a huge help: http://spot.fund/fcwq5bksc. Every bit goes directly toward covering bills, prescriptions, and basic needs while I continue recovering.

Thank you so much for the love, prayers, and support — I wouldn’t be able to make this progress without you. 💙✨