Me, my life and my fupa

I started this Tumblr as a way to share my thoughts and journey as I battle terminal brain cancer. I wanted to give people an idea of my struggles, fears, hopes, dreams and just share a bit more of me. I still hope to do that but yesterday I got some news that has halted a lot of the hope in my heart. I went to the doctor’s yesterday and they sat me down. I knew it was serious because they had multiple doctors in the room. After much medical jargon was tossed around, the final diagnosis was that the tumor in my brain is growing. The radiation is not slowing it down at all. I knew something was amiss as my headaches have gotten worse and tremors are becoming a daily part of life. The doctor’s want me to continue doing radiation and they would like to add chemotherapy to the regimen. I have done chemo and radiation before when I had my two previous bouts with cancer and calling it draining is putting it nicely. It exhausts your life force. The thought of having to go through that again feels like a thousand pound weight on my spirit. On top of that, I work at a job that requires long hours and lots of energy. Energy that is waning with each new symptom that develops from this cancer. This cancer that has taken over my life. This cancer has me thinking about hospices and burial plans at 30 years old. You don’t ever plan for these things. You never think to plan for these things. You cant’t plan for these things. You just deal with it as it comes and it just feels like it keeps coming. I walked out of the doctor’s office yesterday even though they had more to tell me. I needed to get away. I needed to do something that wasn’t solely focused on cancer. So, I went home and I cleaned. Cleaning is my happy place. My peaceful place. The thing that centers me. I cooked and waited for my fiance to come home. It was such a relief to just be. Be Kyah. Those moments of existing without having to think about cancer are so special. 

After much careful thought, I have decided that I need to take a break from social media to refocus. You all have been so supportive and loving to me. The words to show how grateful I am have not been invented yet. I thank you all. Please continue to send positive vibes, kind words and share the link for my fund. My #fundtolive will truly help me to be able to afford to live with cancer. If you can, please donate.  https://www.crowdrise.com/kyahelaine/fundraiser/kyahikeman 

for a long time, I’ve been saying that I just want a cheesy predictable Katherine Heigl-style rom-com about two women in love that ends with them happily married

and here we are!

HIGH BUDGET

CELEBRITY

LESBIAN

ROM COM

NO MALE GAY COUPLE, NO LOW BUDGET CRAP, A FULL ON REAL LESBIAN MOVIE 

Hi, I’m Ashley, I’m 21 and a college student on medical leave. September will be particularly hard for me emotionally because I’ll be turning 22 with more health issues and debt than last year. I really thought I would have everything together by now but it feels as if I’m failing at simply existing. As I’ve mentioned in other posts, I’ve been really sick. My multiple sclerosis symptoms, especially chronic pain and fatigue, have really sparked up and compromised my ability to work for the entire summer. My girlfriend Tiff has been keeping up with our rent and bills in addition to taking care of me and covering my student and patient bills. Sometimes I’m so ill that they have to take off multiple days in order to look after me and help me move around the apartment. Unfortunately I still have burdens to take care of even in my current state of inmobility. This is just some of the debt I’m dealing with currently:

Attached is how much I owe my school before I can take classes again and how much I owe a hospital for making the mistake of thinking I needed to go to the emergency room when I could have just suffered for hours in my own home for free. 

Tumblr has been really wonderful and helped raise money for our past payments. Sometimes we have to compromise and push back the deadlines and allow a late fee, but it has always been worth it to ask for help here even when I’m embarrassed or get harassed about it. I’m not anticipating that enough can be raised to clear all of my debt, but we’re $200 short on rent and in the same week have an upcoming payment to my school that I’ll need $175 for (after compromising from the $352 plan). I also have to save for an eye exam, neurology appointment, and an updated MRI. I have no health insurance or family support. 

As much as I need help with everything, my priority is the $200 for our rent. I’ve been procrastinating on making a post about this because I thought we could reach it on our own without the shame of publicly asking for financial support again, but Tiff’s next check won’t arrive in time, so now it’s kind of an emergency that we need signal boosted quickly. Rent is due on the 1st of September but we’ll probably pay late on the 3rd. Please help us until then. 

My paypal is [email protected] and I have donation buttons on this blog or my art blog lyndezart

Okay so I’m not even gonna sugar coat this. I need some help. I’m about a week away from starting my senior year at the University of Delaware and my tuition fees for this semester are not paid. My mother is unemployed and my father is neck deep in medical bills. I work full time but still dont make enough to make monthly ends meet and save for school. So honestly if y'all could help me out by donating or just passing this message along I’d really appreciate it. I’m honestly desperate.

Ghanaian-born British fashion stylist and style director of W Magazine Edward Enninful described the feature as a “tribute to a modern day First Lady on a state trip, evoking the kind of timeless style that could have existed in the 1940’s, 60’s, or even today.”

Juana Briones (1802-1889)

Art by Hey Lady Wanderlust (tumblr)

A native Californian, Juana was born to a Mexican family in Santa Cruz which at that time was part of the fringes of the Spanish empire.  As a young girl, she moved with her family to the San Francisco Presidio.  Juana married at age 18 and bore eleven children, eight of whom survived into adulthood.  She also adopted an orphaned Native American girl who she raised as her own.

Juana’s husband was abusive and in 1840 Juana obtained a legal separation from him, incredibly unusual for the time.  Juana ran a dairy farm in what is today the North Beach neighborhood of San Francisco and a cattle ranch in Palo Alto.  Many Latinos lost their land due to insufficiently documented ownership when California became a state in 1850, but Juana managed to document her landownership and retain her property despite being illiterate.  Juana was also locally known as a healer who incorporated Native American traditions.