Look y’all. Some of you know I broke my wrist on May 1st when I got knocked over by a big dog at the dog park. This was a fluke accident but it couldn’t have happened at a worse time. The surgery “down payment” was $2,300 with more to owe. This was the acceptable amount I owed them in order to perform the surgery on my extremely painful 3 week old displaced fracture that was misdiagnosed by them previously as non surgical.
I know there are way worse things than a broken wrist but hear me out. Even though I was married for 20 years and owned 2 houses during that time, I came out of my divorce without any financial help. I have relied solely on my own since at least 2015 and once I lived alone, I took on every household responsibility, mortgage payment, lawn care, car maintenance, broken water heater, new roof, etc. and I have had two jobs and side gigs to sustain myself. I feel like I am barely hanging on to my wonderful full-time job due to the wrist injury. And now, no more side gigs, or second jobs to keep me afloat for sure.
The medical bills leading to my celiac diagnosis were slowly bringing me down. The wrist put me over that edge. I am exhausted and humiliated and have come to this conclusion that crowd-funding is my only option.
I do not want to disregard all the help I get from my family, my neighbors, my coworkers and friends from my town. It has been invaluable and I feel supported and loved.
Block me, unfriend me, or just send me a message if I am way out of line. I do feel most of the people I surround myself with are kind and understanding though. I just want to get some gf food and be able to sleep at night occasionally knowing my credit score isn’t plunging at age 52.
Thank you for listening.
Love, Bridget