Hello my name is Davondra, let me tell you about myself. Okay so when I was thirteen I got diagnosed with Hodgkin's Lymphoma. For those of you that don't know that is cancer within the lymph nodes. My family was a messwhen we found out, it hadn't really hit me yet what that meant so it kinda didn't have an effect on me. That was until it was time to start chemo and then it hit me. So I did my rounds of chemo it was the worst thing in my life. Everything tasted disgusting! I knew my hair would fall out so we just decided to cut it off. When I finished chemo it was time for radiation. I was contacted about my make-a-wish, I was told I could do a shopping spree or anything that normal teenagers do. Me being me I wanted my parent's to be involved so I chose a week at Disney World. They were shocked by my answer because I chose to have my family involved instead of doing something for myself. When we got back radiation started, now fast forward to three months later I had my gallbladder removed, I had my port removed everything was going great. I got my regular scans and they told me the cancer was back and it spread to my lungs. So I ended up getting a stem cell transplant, that meant I hadnto get the strongest chemo there is in order to get my own stem cells they had to kill my old ones off. I did not think I would make it, I was so afraid I was going to die. Now some time passes by and rhey tell me my kidneys aren't doing good. I see a nephrologists and I start a lot of medicine as if I weren't already on enough. Time passes and I'm told I need to be on the transplant list. My regular nephrologists never told me it was that bad so I was scared. So I switched to a different nephrologists because my old one was not very good at keeping up with his patients. We start the process of getting on the transplant list, we go all the way to Atlanta and get evaluated and everything. So I get my approval letter, while that happened my dad always tries to give blood and so he gave blood and they give him a card telling him he was o-. That was the news we needed to here because I was the same blood type so he started getting tested and found out he was a perfect match! I was transplanted June 10th 2017!! So now it's a year and 1 month, and we are struggling very bad. Bills are adding up and it's getting very stressful. I can't work because as some of you may know a transplant is not a cure some people come out doing better than ever some take a little while to catch up. My dad currently can't work do to hand surgery and he has a bad back, my mom has chronic migraines so she can't work. We have done everything we can think of and this is a last resort. If you donate it will be greatly appreciated, even if it's just a dollar or five anything helps right about now.