I had a fall at work and have injured my lower back, torn the meniscus in my left knee, torn my left ankle and left wrist whilst trying to catch my fall. My insurance company has declined to pay for my spine surgery as I already had spine surgery 22 years ago when I was in high school. For them it is classified as a pre-existing aliment. 22 months after my fall, I am still waiting for them to reimburse me medical fees for doctors exams and MRI scans and meds that I have been taking.
I haven’t had any income since my fall as my employer has also turned their back to me although I have kept working from home in bed with my laptop connected to my tv and a wireless keyboard and mouse for the first 8 months.
I have drained my savings and the only hope I have is this surgery. This injury has taken its toll on my mental health as well. I feel so helpless not being to do much. I cannot sit for more than 15-20 minutes before my left leg goes numb. I most meals standing and can barely drive anywhere. Any attempts at having a normal day ends up with me being bedridden for days.
It breaks my heart not being to pick up my 3yr old niece when she has her arms out crying. I haven’t been living but merely surviving for the past 22 months. I am so sick of all these meds. The strong painkillers give me opioid induced migraines and the anti inflammatory meds gives m acid reflux and I end up having digestive issues and vomiting at least 3 times a week.
I have always believed in paying it forward and have always done so whenever I could. Be it from paying for the meds of an old lady in front of me at the chemist counting her money and asking the pharmacist not to give her all her meds to buying a meal at the mc Donald’s drive through to a child begging for money or helping out a young mother buying nappies and groceries and having to put away some canned food and giving thousands of pounds to a friend who’s elderly dad had cancer and needed to fly to India for emergency surgery to remove the malignant tumour. I have always felt grateful that I was able to help these people although I didn’t know them at all.
I never thought that I would ever be in that position myself one day. I have always worked hard for what I have and been grateful to my parents for giving me the opportunities I had. I don’t believe in handouts and it is very hard for me to have to start this campaign and appeal to your generosity. But my back is against the wall and at this point in time, every penny counts...
Thank you for taking the time to read and I will be grateful if you can share and contribute any amount you can.