"From my medium/long term care facility bed in Bethlehem, PA—where the continuous outbursts of some residents reminds me of Jack Nicholson’s dilemma in the film “One Flew Over the Cuckoo's Nest”, I(I'm 68) struggle to retain my sanity. I contemplate my fate, and how far I’ve fallen to wind up in this place. It also reminds me of the leg and half-foot I’ve lost to diabetes. I beg for your help. My wife, Donna (67), legally blind and surviving on $914 a month disability, lies in a Houston hospital with a recently diagnosed septic foot fissure, her stolen wheelchair leaving her trapped. Our son, Vernon, who followed her to Texas only to end up homeless as well, now sleeps in crime-ridden alleyways, panic attacks worsening as he tries to guard his mother. They left Pennsylvania hoping to follow a business opportunity that didn’t materialize as hoped. Without your kindness, Donna’s infection could worsen out of control, Vernon’s trauma might consume him, and I may lose my family forever. But with your support, I can save them, get necessary proper rehab for myself, and one day repay your generosity by helping others like us."
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