2020-03-08 UPDATE: While mother's getting her meager disability that doesn't cover her medical needs, father continues to decline. We don't really know what is it just yet: he claims his bones and especially shoulders hurt, and is coughing real badly. He's weak, and not getting any better. Not gonna lie, I'm utterly horrified, and just keeping a straight face for the sake of not worrying them. His smoking could've caught up. Or it could be pneumonia, one I recently had. Or even just the flu. Either way, at his ripe age and medical conditions - any and all can be deadly.
I feel haunted.
Not even a full week ago I lost a job, and got limited in another (lost the job because they're letting people go; got limited, because they too want to let people go, but I'm a very hard worker, so I'll probably be the last). I can't afford any more tragedies.
2018-07-14 UPDATE: My mother lives in constant hellish pain. Her back hurts to a point where some days she can't get up. Her hip joint is pretty much non-existent, and we're still far in line for surgery. Her arm ligaments are broken due to falling down in winter after she slipped on the outside stair. Moving hurts. Being hurts. Meds are compensated to an extent only, and there's a limited amount of them too, meaning she'd have to choose days where she'd be in pain, or hope for days where it'd be more bearable.
And yet, they declined her disability plea locally with only one claim "for pain? no." Meaning we can't take it to medical jury in capital, where they'd finalize it and we'd be done with it. We're left to restart the case and find a different basis.
Bases of ligaments and joint don't work because you have to wait in line to get treated surgically. Somehow local doctors came to a conclusion: you're not getting treatment (meaning you wait in line instead of magically appearing at the front of it), so it doesn't hurt that bad, so you don't need treatment for it, and can't use it as a card for disability.
As for her back pain, they don't know what it originates from, meaning they don't even know how to treat it, other than give her 12 shots of painkillers that at best take pain off for 48 hours, AT BEST.
But option here is only one: restart the case. My mother can't work, there's no doubt of it. All kinds of asocial people get disabilities for less, so this was either spite of the doctor whose name I won't mention just yet, in case I can get someone from higher-up get at her first, or she was waiting for something to magically appear in her pocket, if you know what I mean.
Restarting the case means going through all the doctors and tests anew. With insurance you still have to pay for a lot of basics, like tubes, hospital gowns (yep), test cups, some of the blood tests, etc. Plus, a lot of these things can only be done in capital, which is 50km away from us. I work three damn jobs to a point of exhaustion, but we have a lot of debts still burdening us, mainly from all the previous incidents, for I tell you, this woman has suffered her due and then some. And with winter bills coming, I'm just really afraid I won't be able to pay for everything, especially if they cut her insurance at some point, as they did in the past. So I beg you, if anyone can spare a dime, I'm ready to work for it, for you. Even if it's just a ko-fi coffee, it'd mean the world to me and her, because it all adds up, I promise you.
Thank You for your understanding. And most of all, Thank You for your kindness.
2018-04-24 UPDATE: With Your help, and huge help from my friends who gave, gifted, and lent us money, we're almost done with this. No, that doesn't mean my mum will be okay, for we still fight against very terrible system. But we'd very likely be able to pay from our own pocket after this threshold is passed. Thank You, everyone, very much!
UPDATE: My mother lives in basically constant pain. Her hand ligaments broke from shoulder, rendering one arm useless due to pain received from movement. Two disks (I don't know if I'm using the right word - the part in between the bones) in her lower back are completely worn out, and one is seemingly pinching at something when she walks, putting her in once again - a hell ton of pain. AS a result she favored one foot over the other, the one that caused less pain in walking, which apparently screwed up her hip too. And since she can't have a surgery, she literally ends up having to choose days when she needs to have the least amount of pain, since we can't afford the damn medications!
Between anvil and hammer we'll be kicked out of our only home due to mortgage + medical bills pushing us into a debt.
For all it's worth, today I can say my mother is a cancer survivor. But that's the only good news I can give you. She's still anemic, looking like a skeleton with skin. My father is a diabetic, getting sicker every month. And I battle manic depression.
The three of us have income, and pool it together completely. I live with these two, for I can't pay my rent and theirs, so this is the best way to help the most. They've no one else to turn to, and no where else to go, and I'm not willing to leave people who raised me for the wolves.
Without a miracle, without outside help: we won't make it. So I beg of you, if at all possible, consider donating, share the link, drop an eye to my etsy or/and patreon, maybe I could interest you in something. I work as a translator, but my hobbies became my work long ago: I make beautiful jewelry, paint portraits, and am willing to offer them as reward exchange for your kindness.
Any and all help is direly needed!