I’m embarrassed, but I need your help #please… I have a possible tumor and my insurance isn’t helping

I don’t do this often and the few times I have asked for help, I’ve never gotten very far. But I need to try because I don’t know what else to do.

I suppose this is a long rant about what’s going on with me and my life these days. I try to keep it quiet and distract myself with pretty things, but sometimes I need to let it out. And maybe you can find it in your heart to get through this and help me in some way. Anyway.

There are too many things going on. Too many things.  No one I know has money they can lend or just gift me. I have no money. My family of 3 lives off of $17k a year. I honestly don’t know how we make it.

Health insurance is denying my claims. I can’t pay my medical bills. I need a ct scan bc I have a tumour that may need chemotherapy (according to a resident at John Hopkins) and I can’t afford any of it. It may not need chemo or radiation. It could be nothing. It could be outright removed (even though we’ve removed it twice already) but I’ll never know until it’s too late, if I can’t get this ct scan.

I practically live on my asthma inhaler and I often wonder if I can even afford to “waste” another huff of it. My asthma isn’t bad enough to kill me or anything like that, just bad enough to torture me every day and send me to urgent care with the occasional asthma attack that requires being hooked up to a breathing machine.

I got put on prednisone. The side effects are weight gain, fatigue, foggy thoughts, pain, nausea and just about everything I don’t need right now, or ever.

My phone is dying a little more every day. I can’t make or receive phone calls or texts and data anything doesn’t work. I can only use it when I’m home and connected to wifi. It turns off randomly. Freezes. Even when at home, it can take forever for it to do anything. Battery life is an hour at rest if I’m lucky.

My mom’s car is busted. That was our only source of transportation and now that’s gone. We can’t afford to fix it. The closest bus stop is 5 miles away on the highway with no sidewalks. I can’t walk there bc I have nerve damage so severe that I’m on meds galore and still can’t walk longer than 15 minutes. And sometimes the pain is so bad that I can’t walk at all.

I have nothing in my name other than debt. What are these bill collectors going to take away from me? I don’t have wages to garnish. What do they want? I have nothing to give them. If I could dissect this tumour myself, I would maybe sell it to science or some weirdo on Craigslist. That could make some money, maybe.

Nothing is right or even close to it. Even if after 4 years of unemployment someone does want to hire me or even interview me, how would I get there? How do they call me? Even that doesn’t work out right.

I’m stuck and I need help getting unstuck. I’m so embarrassed to even be asking, but I really don’t know what else to do.

If you can find it in your heart to maybe throw a few bucks my way, I’d be so insanely and forever grateful. Maybe you can pass this along to a friend?

Thank you.

Peace and Pistachios,







Another Rainy Day #ootd #fashionpost

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Swimming in it

When was the last time you swam in a pool?

It was two summers ago. I know, it’s been forever. It was after a workout and I thought I’d go for a light swim. Some old dude yelled at me because I was in the wrong lane. Apparently I was in the walking only lane. I would have let it go, except the man who yelled at me was also in the walking only lane and he wasn’t only walking. I think he just wanted a lane all to himself. Whatever, don’t we all want a lane to ourselves? Yeah, but we all have to deal with what we’ve got. So that means we all have to learn to share.

Remember that the next time you go swimming. Sharing is caring, except for when it comes to your bodily fluids. DON’T SHARE THOSE IN A POOL OR ANYWHERE ELSE!

Legs wrapped in chains dipped in acid


Shut Down the Tennessee Walking Horse Celebration


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meet the petition author

Abbie Johnson

Nottingham, United Kingdom



Legs wrapped in chains dipped in acid. “Stacks” attached to hooves like sadistic platform shoes. Nails and screws put under hoof pads. This is what horses are forced to go through at the Tennessee Walking Horse National Celebration.

Every year, Tennessee walking horse trainers and owners gather for eleven days of competitions to see which horses have the fastest, highest-stepping “big lick” walk. In order to achieve this unnatural gait and win blue ribbons, the trainers make it so painful for the horses to put their hooves down on the ground that they immediately pull them back up again. When Abbie saw videos of the horses suffering through these barbaric competitions, she created a Care2 petition demanding that the USDA shut down the Tennessee Walking Horse National Celebration once and for all. Will you sign her petition?

For as long as Tennessee walking horse competitions have been around, trainers have looked for new ways to inflict enough pain on their horses to achieve the “perfect” gait. The most common “soring” method is to put caustic chemicals on the horses’ hooves and legs, leaving painful blisters and scars. In the most extreme cases, trainers have been known to beat horses and use cattle prods to get the gait they want. Apparently, the more pain the horses are in, the more likely they are to wow the judges.

Even though soring was made illegal in 1970, walking horse trainers continued their systematic abuse completely undeterred. Due to public outcry, the USDA decided to do a major crack down starting in 2006. Unfortunately, even surprise inspections and competition disqualifications didn’t stop the trainers. They just figured out new ways to mask their barbaric practices.

It is obvious that as long as there are walking horse competitions, there will always be soring. It is time to say enough is enough. Sign this petition demanding that the Animal and Plant Health Inspection Service (APHIS) of the USDA shut down the Tennessee Walking Horse National Celebration. APHIS has been giving negative reports on the competition for years, so this petition might just be the push they need to finally put an end to the biggest and most prestigious walking horse competition in the U.S.

Thank you,


Lacey K.

The Care2 Petitions Team