My name is Tammy. I am a 55-year-old mother and grandmother living in Southwest Florida, originally from the Washington, DC area. Asking for help does not come naturally to me, but after years of carrying more than I can manage alone, I am reaching out with humility and hope.

In 2002, while 29 weeks pregnant with my youngest daughter, I survived a near-fatal rollover car accident that left me with severe cervical and lumbar spine damage. My daughter survived as well — truly my miracle baby. We are both incredibly fortunate to be alive after such a violent accident.

Over the years, my daughter began experiencing a growing number of serious and confusing health symptoms. What followed was a long journey of learning, advocating, and fighting for answers. Eventually, she was diagnosed with several rare conditions, including vascular compression syndromes, Ehlers-Danlos syndrome, Postural orthostatic tachycardia syndrome, and a primary T-cell immunodeficiency. She is also a survivor of domestic violence. Today, she and my three-year-old granddaughter live with me, and together we are doing our best to rebuild stability and healing.

Financially, I am drowning. Between medical debt, everyday expenses, and traveling out of state twice in recent months for my daughter’s surgeries, the burden has become overwhelming. Despite my own physical limitations and chronic pain, I work when I can by doing babysitting and caregiving jobs. I also serve as my daughter’s “medical manager,” helping coordinate her care, appointments, and recovery.

Receiving support would allow me to consolidate medical and credit card debt, catch my breath financially, and continue caring for my family without constantly living in crisis mode. This situation is deeply humbling, and I struggle with asking for help, but I know I cannot do this entirely alone anymore.

Even through hardship, one of my greatest passions has remained helping others who are working toward recovery from addiction. Supporting and encouraging people through difficult seasons has given purpose to my own struggles, and I hope to continue doing that as I regain stability myself.

Any financial assistance, prayers, shares, or words of encouragement would mean more than I can adequately express. Truly, this feels like a Hail Mary moment for our family.

Thank you sincerely for taking the time to read my story and for any support you may be able to give.