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I went to the hospital the day after my birthday because I felt something wasn’t right after avoiding doctors and hospitals for years. There I was, being admitted with no explanation. The hospital put in an artery line in my wrist. Within an hour, the tip of my thumb and index finger was turning black. I requested to see a doctor, and all they kept telling me, is I would see one when they made their rounds. It was four days before I got to see a doctor, by then the gangrene had started taking over my entire hand and caused a complete blockage. The way you see my hand in the pictures is the way the hospital sent me home. I made it two hours and went to another hospital, and they admitted me on the spot. I was told I might not survive because the gangrene had set up and was spreading fast. They said I was definitely going to lose my hand to the wrist. I couldn’t afford the surgery, so I went home and fought the gangrene back the best I could, but I was dying; all of my fingernails fell off, the tip of my finger fell off and left a bone exposed, and my hair was falling out in clumps. I was going downhill fast. I finally went to another hospital, and they admitted me and scheduled me for surgery the next morning. I lost my thumb and part of my two fingers, the three fingers, index, middle, and ring finger, are useless. It’s like they have rig-amortize, I do not have the ability to push or pull with that hand, so I cannot wear blue jeans anymore, I can’t tie tennis shoes or do any kind of normal things like write, draw, pick things up or sew. I was an artist, and I made blankets. My hand is starting to draw up, and it is so painful. I need some kind of rehabilitation or something. Now, I’m having all kinds of other medical problems stemming from gangrene. My breathing has gotten really bad, I lost my first tooth at age 59, but having problems with a few more now. I’m drowning in medical bills, lost my place to live, and can’t work anymore. Please find it in your heart to help me. I am the one usually helping everyone else. Now I find myself in a terrible mess and struggling to make it every day. Any help would be greatly appreciated.

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