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Monday, August 8, 2011
Medical care DENIED
Greetings all,
Today's update is not the news for which we had hoped. We arrived at the social worker´s office right around 8am. She said that before she could offer us any aid, we had to get xrays. So, after having to pay $20 (finally discounted to 9 after lots of effort) to see the surgeon general and $20 for xrays, the surgeon assured us that the surgery was possible and indeed necessary. The total cost of the 240 minute operation would be $4900 and some change. After hours of pushing and pleading, all she would offer us was $1000, leaving the remaining four grand up to us. The staff (including the head doctor) was shocked. They sent us up to the director´s office, but the secretary tried to send us straight back to social services. At that point I went back to find Sonia, the nurse who has been helping us. She assured me that we had the right to meet with the director and made some calls. Still, no one would tell us whether or not we could meet him, or when. I just starting asking every white man I saw (because we knew the director was indeed a Caucasian American) if they were the director, and finally I caught him, about to go into the bathroom.
I asked for 5 minutes of his time. After beginning to explain, he clearly had already heard about the situation and told me that he couldn´t help. I pulled out the xrays, to show him the break. He said ¨oh my, this needs to be operated on. And now. But, you either need to work harder on fundraising or go to a public hospital.¨I told him that Jose had already been to a public hospital when the accident happened in the 3rd largest city in Ecuador and this was how they left him. He replied by telling me that ¨when we help situations like this, the family rolls up in a Mercedes to pick them up.¨I told him that we have seen their family, they have nothing, including the compassion to help. I told him that I know there is a ton of suffering in the world, but that God clearly put this couple in our lives and we cannot walk away until we receive help. I also told him that we felt God called us to go to his hospital, and that their website led us to believe they would help. When he issued the final ¨no,¨I teared up and he told me in a patronizing voice that I had ¨become emotionally involved,¨and that he would pray for me to be able to disconnect from the situation. I told him it was Jose and Rosa that needed his prayers and walked away.
Needless to say, we are heartbroken.
Jeremiah and Miguel are currently taking Jose and Rosa to the public hospital. The social worker said that if we check them in tonight and come back at 5am we MIGHT be seen tomorrow. Even if the surgery is ¨covered¨ there, she said that no hospital, private or public would buy the plates and pins, which somehow total to $1500. After discussing this with Jose and Rosa, this same price was given to them 10 months ago and is the reason that they didn´t fix the leg.
Friends, allies, if you can give, please do. If you have already given, thank you! and please get someone you know to give. Donations of any size help both financially and emotionally (as it always lifts our spirits to see another donation). Please believe me that we are going to fight tooth and nail to get all costs covered. Every step of the way, we have explained that any dollar someone charges us is one less dollar this couple can have towards a house and the bare essentials of life. Still, we know we need more money.
As for the specific prayer of today, please pray that Jeremiah and Miguel find Jose and Rosa lodging at the hospital for the night.
still, love wins,
allison
PS I just added the pictures, one of their sweet faces, one of the leg, and if you scroll down to the bottom, you will see Jeremiah, Jose, Rosa, and me.
Today's update is not the news for which we had hoped. We arrived at the social worker´s office right around 8am. She said that before she could offer us any aid, we had to get xrays. So, after having to pay $20 (finally discounted to 9 after lots of effort) to see the surgeon general and $20 for xrays, the surgeon assured us that the surgery was possible and indeed necessary. The total cost of the 240 minute operation would be $4900 and some change. After hours of pushing and pleading, all she would offer us was $1000, leaving the remaining four grand up to us. The staff (including the head doctor) was shocked. They sent us up to the director´s office, but the secretary tried to send us straight back to social services. At that point I went back to find Sonia, the nurse who has been helping us. She assured me that we had the right to meet with the director and made some calls. Still, no one would tell us whether or not we could meet him, or when. I just starting asking every white man I saw (because we knew the director was indeed a Caucasian American) if they were the director, and finally I caught him, about to go into the bathroom.
I asked for 5 minutes of his time. After beginning to explain, he clearly had already heard about the situation and told me that he couldn´t help. I pulled out the xrays, to show him the break. He said ¨oh my, this needs to be operated on. And now. But, you either need to work harder on fundraising or go to a public hospital.¨I told him that Jose had already been to a public hospital when the accident happened in the 3rd largest city in Ecuador and this was how they left him. He replied by telling me that ¨when we help situations like this, the family rolls up in a Mercedes to pick them up.¨I told him that we have seen their family, they have nothing, including the compassion to help. I told him that I know there is a ton of suffering in the world, but that God clearly put this couple in our lives and we cannot walk away until we receive help. I also told him that we felt God called us to go to his hospital, and that their website led us to believe they would help. When he issued the final ¨no,¨I teared up and he told me in a patronizing voice that I had ¨become emotionally involved,¨and that he would pray for me to be able to disconnect from the situation. I told him it was Jose and Rosa that needed his prayers and walked away.
Needless to say, we are heartbroken.
Jeremiah and Miguel are currently taking Jose and Rosa to the public hospital. The social worker said that if we check them in tonight and come back at 5am we MIGHT be seen tomorrow. Even if the surgery is ¨covered¨ there, she said that no hospital, private or public would buy the plates and pins, which somehow total to $1500. After discussing this with Jose and Rosa, this same price was given to them 10 months ago and is the reason that they didn´t fix the leg.
Friends, allies, if you can give, please do. If you have already given, thank you! and please get someone you know to give. Donations of any size help both financially and emotionally (as it always lifts our spirits to see another donation). Please believe me that we are going to fight tooth and nail to get all costs covered. Every step of the way, we have explained that any dollar someone charges us is one less dollar this couple can have towards a house and the bare essentials of life. Still, we know we need more money.
As for the specific prayer of today, please pray that Jeremiah and Miguel find Jose and Rosa lodging at the hospital for the night.
still, love wins,
allison
PS I just added the pictures, one of their sweet faces, one of the leg, and if you scroll down to the bottom, you will see Jeremiah, Jose, Rosa, and me.
Sunday, August 7, 2011
Checking in
Hi everyone! Thank you all so much for the support thus far. Today we raised another $140! We estimate that the rest of the money is needed by Wednesday or Thursday, so if you are planning to give, please keep that in mind.
So today has been a good, relatively calm day. As you know, the morning was dedicated to emails and fundraising. Later in the afternoon, we all went to the hospital to visit Jose and Rosa and drop off supplies. They are doing great! They said that they have had no problems at all getting food and especially enjoyed the hot coffee. In fact, they said that the portions are so big that they were too full from breakfast to even want lunch. Rosa told us she got lost one time trying to find the cafeteria, but that the guard helped her no problem. They were smiling and laughing almost the whole time we were there.
And, although the outcome of this situation is still so unknown, we got concrete reassurance that we have already helped. Today, Jose told us that his pain is so much better now, thanks to the pain medicine.
They allowed us to take photos to share with you all, but unfortunately we having technical difficulties on this computer, so somewhere in the midst of meeting with the social worker, the photos will be up tomorrow.
goodnight to all,
allison
So today has been a good, relatively calm day. As you know, the morning was dedicated to emails and fundraising. Later in the afternoon, we all went to the hospital to visit Jose and Rosa and drop off supplies. They are doing great! They said that they have had no problems at all getting food and especially enjoyed the hot coffee. In fact, they said that the portions are so big that they were too full from breakfast to even want lunch. Rosa told us she got lost one time trying to find the cafeteria, but that the guard helped her no problem. They were smiling and laughing almost the whole time we were there.
And, although the outcome of this situation is still so unknown, we got concrete reassurance that we have already helped. Today, Jose told us that his pain is so much better now, thanks to the pain medicine.
They allowed us to take photos to share with you all, but unfortunately we having technical difficulties on this computer, so somewhere in the midst of meeting with the social worker, the photos will be up tomorrow.
goodnight to all,
allison
Quito!
Well, we have made it to Quito! Let´s start at the beginning....
When the alarm went off at 6am yesterday morning, Jeremiah and I were already tired. We aren´t the best at early rising. But we got things rolling and made our way to meet Miguel. We all got to Jose and Rosa's temporary home and they looked great. Rosa was worrying that she didn't have a dress to wear, but we reassured her that she looked wonderful. The day before, Jacinto gave them both haircuts and they had clearly picked out the best clothes they owned to make the trip.
We had to wait for about an hour for the bus, which was a little stressful. As we waited, we found out where some of their kids live... in the house ACROSS THE STREET! Knowing what to say here is difficult, because it is not our place to judge anyone. But their clear and complete disinterest in their family was very upsetting. Seeing them, and therefore being able to better understand the family dynamics has made us have to reconsider a lot, including whether or not to buy property, as I mentioned in the earlier post. At first we thought we would build the home on a free piece of land, but it turns out that land might be right next to these sons and we now think that placing Rosa and Jose more in the center of Tabuga, with neighbors to watch out for them, might be necessary.
Essentially one of them, looking very rough, walked right past his mother, not even looking at her, despite her attempts to get his attention. After the disturbing non-interaction with the sons, we finally caught a bus. That's right about when our angels started showing up. In a country full of crazy bus drivers and no willingness to wait for anyone, we got onto the bus with the kindest operators. The day before, the driver wouldn't even wait to go until Jose was seated, but today no one rushed us, and instead everyone helped. When we got to Pedernales, Jacinto, the son who accompanied us to the clinic, was there waiting to great us. He hugged his parents and they were clearly really happy he was there. He took them to the bank to get their monthly bono of $35, which was great timing because they have a little of their own cash for the trip... not that we want them to pay for anything, but I think it is empowering to not have to ask for small change when they want a snack, etc... We discussed the plans with Jacinto and he and Miguel exchanged numbers so we could keep in touch, and then we hoped on the bus to Quito.
Along the way, Jeremiah, Miguel, and I were able to get a little rest, which was such a blessing. But, when we weren´t sleeping, we caught glimpses of Jose and Rosa having fun buying snacks from the vendors that hop on and off the buses. The candies they sell on the bus are usually 10 or 25 cents, but they were just having so much fun being able to have a treat! Turns out, Jose has a great smile. We hadn´t seen him smile until lunch the day before, when he started laughing at how clumsily I was helping him with his fish. Hearing that laugh and seeing his smile has been one of the most rewarding parts of the journey so far.When the alarm went off at 6am yesterday morning, Jeremiah and I were already tired. We aren´t the best at early rising. But we got things rolling and made our way to meet Miguel. We all got to Jose and Rosa's temporary home and they looked great. Rosa was worrying that she didn't have a dress to wear, but we reassured her that she looked wonderful. The day before, Jacinto gave them both haircuts and they had clearly picked out the best clothes they owned to make the trip.
We had to wait for about an hour for the bus, which was a little stressful. As we waited, we found out where some of their kids live... in the house ACROSS THE STREET! Knowing what to say here is difficult, because it is not our place to judge anyone. But their clear and complete disinterest in their family was very upsetting. Seeing them, and therefore being able to better understand the family dynamics has made us have to reconsider a lot, including whether or not to buy property, as I mentioned in the earlier post. At first we thought we would build the home on a free piece of land, but it turns out that land might be right next to these sons and we now think that placing Rosa and Jose more in the center of Tabuga, with neighbors to watch out for them, might be necessary.
Essentially one of them, looking very rough, walked right past his mother, not even looking at her, despite her attempts to get his attention. After the disturbing non-interaction with the sons, we finally caught a bus. That's right about when our angels started showing up. In a country full of crazy bus drivers and no willingness to wait for anyone, we got onto the bus with the kindest operators. The day before, the driver wouldn't even wait to go until Jose was seated, but today no one rushed us, and instead everyone helped. When we got to Pedernales, Jacinto, the son who accompanied us to the clinic, was there waiting to great us. He hugged his parents and they were clearly really happy he was there. He took them to the bank to get their monthly bono of $35, which was great timing because they have a little of their own cash for the trip... not that we want them to pay for anything, but I think it is empowering to not have to ask for small change when they want a snack, etc... We discussed the plans with Jacinto and he and Miguel exchanged numbers so we could keep in touch, and then we hoped on the bus to Quito.
After 6 hours, we arrived in the Quito bus terminal. During the bus trip, Jeremiah and I were trying to decide which hospital to go to. The original plan was to go to a public hospital, but Jeremiah´s brother´s friend told us about a faith based private hospital here in Quito that gives free services to the poor on Saturdays so we decided to check it out.
We hoped off the bus and got the bags. Jose was worried about the bags and asked to feel one to make sure we had indeed retrieved them. Once he felt them, we were ready to go. So, we walked out to the taxi, and in the sea of crazy taxi drivers, an older driver approached us and asked where we needed to go. After listening, he helped lift Jose into the car and we were off.
Upon arriving at the hospital, our confidence in free service was a little shaken by the receptionist. Once Jose was seen by a nurse, she was shocked at the leg, but said that it wasn´t possible to fix. She said it was too expensive. But finally Miguel was able to get into the room and he and Jeremiah worked hard to explain their entire situation. Hearing that they were homeless and that only one son was making ANY effort to help astounded them. You see, homelessness in Ecuador is unheard of. No matter what someone´s situation is, family always takes you in. The doctor assured us that even in the context of all of the tragedy he sees, their situation is a true anomaly. After seeing how Jose gets around, in that when he has to walk, he actually steps on the broken leg, he said that the surgery is essential for his safety. The entire time all of this was going on, Jacinto was checking in, and I am starting to feel his love for his parents more and more. I am so thankful for that.
Jeremiah and I were afraid that they would assume that they didn´t need to help financially because we are gringos, but boy were we wrong. The hospital has put them up in a cozy little room, with tons of blankets, hot water, and bathroom.They are giving them 3 meals a day, at 0 cost! At 7am, noon and 6pm. Rosa walks to the cafeteria and gets their food. We introduced her to all the guards along the 4 minute walk from the room to the cafeteria, and they are happy to help if she gets lost or anything. They will stay there at least until Monday. After getting all of this sorted out, we said our goodbyes for the night.
For the first time, I felt ready to hug Jose. He was all cozy in his bed, and I hugged him the same way I hug my grandfather, Bill, when I say goodnight to him. I just couldn´t let go. Tears started rolling down my face and he told me he was happy and that everything was OK. While that was going on, Rosa told Jeremiah that he is so happy that he wants to cry, but that he doesn´t want to cry in front of me. Tears are flowing just as I retype the story. It was one of the most special hugs of my life. And really made me miss my granddad. Thank you Nana and Bill for all of your support with this! It is lessons from people like you two that have led me to take on this endeavor! I love you more than you will ever know and cant wait to see you in September.
So, Jeremiah and Miguel have a lot of studying to do. Jeremiah has had his nose in his dictionary all week and I know he will do great. However, because Jose is currently considered 75% disabled, there is a good chance that we will have to pay for 25% of the surgery. That is why we have including the additional $600 in our fundraising goal.
After leaving, a bad headache set on and before I knew it, I had what I thought was a migraine. Jeremiah helped me get comfortable and then went on a quest for food, as we thought maybe that would help. Although I missed him while he was gone, it was my first time alone with God since all this has happened. I started talking with him and weeping. The tears and prayers seemed to release all the pressure in my head that was causing the headache! I started saying the Prayers for the People, but with my own modified requests. Later today, I hope to post the prayer so that anyone interested can join me in sending these intentions to the divine.
Also, those who know me already know how I feel about this, but everyone, please take my spiritual comments with whatever interpretation you prefer. This experience isn´t tied to any one faith, but just a recognition for hope and justice. If the term God makes you feel uncomfortable, then try swapping it with whatever words you believe in, whether that is the Universe, hope, or even luck.
So, back to the story. We are so thankful for how smoothly yesterday went and are getting ready for tomorrow. Because I am the least helpful when it comes to Spanish, I will be working primarily on the fundraising and Jeremiah and Miguel handle the social worker etc.
We are about to go visit Jose and Rosa, so I don´t have much more time. Jeremiah is out trying to track down a small radio they can listen to in their room and we are going to deliver that, some warm socks... it is cold in Quito!... and maybe some other small treats.
Later today, I will post an update and PHOTOS!
much love,
allison
ps If anyone is having trouble with the link to donate, please email me, ascherbe@gmail.com. We are having a bit of difficulty with forwards deactivating the link but are working on it.
Saturday, August 6, 2011
La historia (the story)
Greetings to all (mine and Jeremiah`s family, our friends, and our extended humyn family,
My name is Allison and I am writing from Tabuga, Ecuador. My partner, Jeremiah and I, have been living here for 2 months. I have been working on 2 different organic farms, and Jeremiah has been completing a conservation internship.
Last week, our work ended and we set off to travel for 3 weeks before going home to the USA. We made it as far as the bus stop before God let us know that our plans had been changed.
While waiting for the bus earlier this week, we ran into a couple we had met our first day. They are 85 and 80 years old, have hardly any teeth and are from the coast (where a localized version of Spanish is already hard to understand for us non fluent speakers). That said, the first time we met them, we didn´t understand what they wanted... The womyn, Rosa, chased us down and was asking for something, so we just assumed they were just begging for a few bucks.
Turns out, we misunderstood... in a big way. Rosa was trying to explain that Jose, the husband, had been hit by a car and had a broken leg. We didnt realize this until this last Monday when we saw them for the second time. Before I continue, let me explain that we realized it was broken when he lifted his pant leg, exposing what I first thought was a lowly-placed knee. Once he fully exposed his leg (and actual knee), we realized that he has 2 completely snapped bones. Its one of the most severly broken legs I could imagine. When we spoke at the bus stop, we thought it had happened a month ago, right when we had met. But after many confusing conversations, it turns out Jose has been living with a broken fibia and tibia for TEN MONTHS, beyond residual back, hip and neck pains from the hit and run. The first doctor they went to stitched the skin and said that resetting the bone was impossible, due to costs and no access to plates and screws. So, Jose, who is also blind, has been trying to function with an incredibly broken leg, without even any pain medication.
Yesterday we took Jose to another Clinic, to at least get a perscription for pain medication. We were able to secure enough for a year! Even more exciting, the doctor told us that a corrective surgery was possible, mostly free, and actually much more beneficial for his safety in the long term.... if we can get to Quito. Jose has a strong heart and pulse, circulation in the leg and foot and can handle the surgery. So, Jeremiah, Miguel and I are leaving tomorrow. As the man is completely blind, getting there on public transit will be difficult, but I know we can do it.
However, in the midst of all of this, we have learned that truly helping Jose and Rosa is beyond mine and Jeremiah's direct means. It turns out that the home we thought they were living in isn't theirs-- they've been squatting there and the owner, who lives out of town, has found out and came by last week, telling them they must leave. This, combined with the fact that they litteraly own nothing beyond a few clothes, and a bed (not even sheets or a chair for the man to sit in) is tragic. We asked how they eat, without having a water hookup or a stove or pots and they just pointed to a few rotting passion fruit and a small fish skeleton. It took all my strength not to cry during lunch, when they put the bone from the soup in a plastic bag to take home for later and consumed the other food in an instant. They are so hungry. I know that so many are, but for some reason, we are called to help them.
The obvious question is what about family. We have done a lot of investigation and all but one of their sons are drunks and live in a different town. But one, who is the ¨best of the bunch", happened to hop off a bus in front of the house right as we were leaving to the clinic. He asked where we were going with his parents and without much time to discuss much more, we all took the next bus. Only in the clinic were we able to introduce ourselves, and I think he was in total shock as to what was going on. Apparently he comes to visit when he "can" and I believe God had him happen to overlap with our visit. He wants to help build their new home and is so thankful that thanks to us, he might have the means to really do it. Because of the complicated family history, we are struggling a lot with how to make this all happen the best way possible.
So, we have a lot of fundraising to do. We have already raised about $1000, but need at least $1700 more. In total, the surgery is $2500, all or part of which might be free. We are hoping not to have to pay for more than 25%, so that is about $600. Then, the trip to and from Quito (bus fare, Miguel-our local aid and alley helping actually DO this- $12/day salary, his food and lodging) $200, their new home and labor $600, possibly $500 for property (we thought a free piece of land was available but issues with its safety in regards to their sons is now in question), and basic living supplies $800. The house, supplies and whatever the costs of surgery are add up to quite a bit. But I truly believe God put this family in our lives and know that we can do it. If you are able to be apart of this solution, please donate via the paypal link Jeremiah set up. If all you can give is prayers, then pray. For Jose, for Rosa, for Miguel, for his son to prove us wrong, and for Jeremiah and me. We really are struggling emotionally with the constant flow of decisions and challenges. I dont know if Ive ever needed divine guidance more. So, yes, please pray and if you can, please donate, no matter what the size.
link to donate: paypal
Also, please help get the word out.
Thank you so much.
God bless and more soon.
Love,
allison and jeremiah
My name is Allison and I am writing from Tabuga, Ecuador. My partner, Jeremiah and I, have been living here for 2 months. I have been working on 2 different organic farms, and Jeremiah has been completing a conservation internship.
Last week, our work ended and we set off to travel for 3 weeks before going home to the USA. We made it as far as the bus stop before God let us know that our plans had been changed.
While waiting for the bus earlier this week, we ran into a couple we had met our first day. They are 85 and 80 years old, have hardly any teeth and are from the coast (where a localized version of Spanish is already hard to understand for us non fluent speakers). That said, the first time we met them, we didn´t understand what they wanted... The womyn, Rosa, chased us down and was asking for something, so we just assumed they were just begging for a few bucks.
Turns out, we misunderstood... in a big way. Rosa was trying to explain that Jose, the husband, had been hit by a car and had a broken leg. We didnt realize this until this last Monday when we saw them for the second time. Before I continue, let me explain that we realized it was broken when he lifted his pant leg, exposing what I first thought was a lowly-placed knee. Once he fully exposed his leg (and actual knee), we realized that he has 2 completely snapped bones. Its one of the most severly broken legs I could imagine. When we spoke at the bus stop, we thought it had happened a month ago, right when we had met. But after many confusing conversations, it turns out Jose has been living with a broken fibia and tibia for TEN MONTHS, beyond residual back, hip and neck pains from the hit and run. The first doctor they went to stitched the skin and said that resetting the bone was impossible, due to costs and no access to plates and screws. So, Jose, who is also blind, has been trying to function with an incredibly broken leg, without even any pain medication.
Yesterday we took Jose to another Clinic, to at least get a perscription for pain medication. We were able to secure enough for a year! Even more exciting, the doctor told us that a corrective surgery was possible, mostly free, and actually much more beneficial for his safety in the long term.... if we can get to Quito. Jose has a strong heart and pulse, circulation in the leg and foot and can handle the surgery. So, Jeremiah, Miguel and I are leaving tomorrow. As the man is completely blind, getting there on public transit will be difficult, but I know we can do it.
However, in the midst of all of this, we have learned that truly helping Jose and Rosa is beyond mine and Jeremiah's direct means. It turns out that the home we thought they were living in isn't theirs-- they've been squatting there and the owner, who lives out of town, has found out and came by last week, telling them they must leave. This, combined with the fact that they litteraly own nothing beyond a few clothes, and a bed (not even sheets or a chair for the man to sit in) is tragic. We asked how they eat, without having a water hookup or a stove or pots and they just pointed to a few rotting passion fruit and a small fish skeleton. It took all my strength not to cry during lunch, when they put the bone from the soup in a plastic bag to take home for later and consumed the other food in an instant. They are so hungry. I know that so many are, but for some reason, we are called to help them.
The obvious question is what about family. We have done a lot of investigation and all but one of their sons are drunks and live in a different town. But one, who is the ¨best of the bunch", happened to hop off a bus in front of the house right as we were leaving to the clinic. He asked where we were going with his parents and without much time to discuss much more, we all took the next bus. Only in the clinic were we able to introduce ourselves, and I think he was in total shock as to what was going on. Apparently he comes to visit when he "can" and I believe God had him happen to overlap with our visit. He wants to help build their new home and is so thankful that thanks to us, he might have the means to really do it. Because of the complicated family history, we are struggling a lot with how to make this all happen the best way possible.
So, we have a lot of fundraising to do. We have already raised about $1000, but need at least $1700 more. In total, the surgery is $2500, all or part of which might be free. We are hoping not to have to pay for more than 25%, so that is about $600. Then, the trip to and from Quito (bus fare, Miguel-our local aid and alley helping actually DO this- $12/day salary, his food and lodging) $200, their new home and labor $600, possibly $500 for property (we thought a free piece of land was available but issues with its safety in regards to their sons is now in question), and basic living supplies $800. The house, supplies and whatever the costs of surgery are add up to quite a bit. But I truly believe God put this family in our lives and know that we can do it. If you are able to be apart of this solution, please donate via the paypal link Jeremiah set up. If all you can give is prayers, then pray. For Jose, for Rosa, for Miguel, for his son to prove us wrong, and for Jeremiah and me. We really are struggling emotionally with the constant flow of decisions and challenges. I dont know if Ive ever needed divine guidance more. So, yes, please pray and if you can, please donate, no matter what the size.
link to donate: paypal
Also, please help get the word out.
Thank you so much.
God bless and more soon.
Love,
allison and jeremiah
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