Disability Grant to Help Woman With COPD And Emphysema Renew Life
by Tonya Davis
(Cameron, Missouri, USA)
I am a 52-year-old single woman with one son and five grandchildren.
My son joined the Navy right out of high school. He just got home from Afghanistan, October 3, 2013.
I was deemed disabled in June of 2009, one month after my son graduated from high school.
Raising my son as a single mother, I worked through all the tough times it took just to get up and get ready for work.
After working all the years I was able to, I wasn't ready for the hardships that would follow. My life as I knew it came to a screeching halt.
It was a struggle to bring home enough money to raise my son and support my household for day-to-day activities and bills.
I discovered my disability was beginning to dismantle my everyday functions with my breathing.
I was diagnosed with severe COPD/Emphysema in May 2006. Prior to that, I had already lived a diabetic-with-asthma lifestyle for over 10 years.
I am now insulin dependent with severe COPD.
The doctors and I tried to get myself approved for a lung reduction in St. Louis Missouri, all to no avail.
I am enrolled in pulmonary rehab three days a week, trying to build my lungs and health in general.
I am striving for a lung transplant list or lung help of any kind.
It's an understatement to say that living seven years with a disability stops you in your tracks literally, physically, mentally, emotionally, actively. God is my only hope.
Things like housework and bathing have become next to impossible without the oxygen I depend on to help with my daily routines.
What I have now is a lifelong disability, the kind that completely changes who you once were.
After filing for bankruptcy in October 2005, I was excited to have a second chance at living life to the best of my ability, learning from the mistakes I made.
It wasn't even a year later though that my life would take some unwanted and unexpected twist and turns.
Medical bills began building up, including my copays for medicine, which my life depends on to function.
Once again, it became a hardship just to pay the necessities of like: rent, lights, gas, water, phone, food fuel.
Being unable to work a full-time job can be humiliating if you let it.
It is going to take money for housing, transportation and after care when I get approved to make my lungs work.
At the very least, I would love to become the person I used to be. With help and prayer, all things are possible.
I filed for Disability on my own in 2011. It was approved within one month.
Social Security only provides me $936. They take out $133 month for my Medicare before it ever reaches me, so it does not provide all I need.
Although Medicare does not cover all of my medical needs, I do appreciate all they offer.
Making matters worse, my income from SSI is just enough to keep me from all the programs that would otherwise help out.
I qualify for $84 in food stamps.
I have gotten help from a community action program and church to pay light bills and so on.
I have applied for credit cards, only to be turned down.
I tried every which way I could to support myself.
Friends and family are the best things in life, but they have their own families to support, leaving next to nothing to help out others.
Although my son is my biggest fan and mental support system, he is unable to help out monetarily, with a wife and five kids of his own.
I pray for one day having the ability to be the head and not the tail.
I ask that any programs, grants, benefits, in addition to what the State allows for the disabled, will hear my story, that comes with all my love, heart and soul.
I come humbled before this day and ask for such help that could improve my way of life.
I welcome the opportunity to get help from professionals that will help me live my life to the fullest.
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