When life hands you lemons make lemonade. Such a pithy statement. Life doesn't give you any sugar so you can sell the lemonade.
Things hit with a one two punch this week. First they are raising my rent. I live in a bug filled studio after being forced out of the place I had lived for 12 years with Reid. I have to deal with two storage sheds until I can find a way to get rid of one that has all of Reid's stuff.
Now the State has decided that my SNAP has expired. I didn't realize it until they didn't pay the June $176.00. Now I will have nothing for food.
I have been fighting severe depression since my brother's death. Holding Reid's hand for 8 hours while he died has really done a number on my mental health. I tried to tell the nurse at my Doctor's office and she just shrugged it off saying I was taking a lot of medicine. Then to top it off she without consulting me decided that the 2 tablets 4 times of day of tramadol that kept my severe arthritis under control was too much and changed it to 1 tablet 3 times a day. This leaves me in constant pain and has destroyed my sleep cycle.
Right now the only thing keeping me going is Pixie. However she is a 20 year old cat so realistically I don't know how much longer I will have her.
Right now I need some help to get food. The rent increase has left me with less than $50.00 for food, OTC and prescriptions, and caring for Pixie. I have PayPal at michelewilson327 at gmail dot com.
I am also a graphic and expressionist painter and photographer and sell off my Fine Arts America account. You can find it at https://fineartamerica.com/profiles/1-michele-wilson
At 76 with severe health problems it would be impossible to get a job especially with no transportation. I am trying to sell the car.
After spending much of my life as a caregiver for others I am now alone and elderly with no one to care for me. I hate asking for help but I am desperate.