The last thing to accomplish in July 2009 was to make contact with a social worker at the hospital in Houston. This brain tumor nightmare, had long past, become a financial nightmare. The thought of another surgery in Houston and then returning again and again for chemotherapy was overwhelming. Would Marie be able to return to work, would I have to take time off unpaid? The travel and housing expenses? How could anyone do it?
Others must have gone thorough this before. If anyone could help, I believed it would be a social worker. My understanding was that, they were there to find helpful programs. Unless your rich, you can not do this on your own. We were lucky, that would already received some help. Earlier in the year, people that I work with, got together an organized a fund raiser. Family and friends were able to raise enough money to get Marie through this next surgery. It was a tremendous effort and eliminated the financial stress that would have come for this trip. I don't think I will ever be able to thank them enough.
The reason to contact the social worker was for all the things that would come after the surgery. I wouldn't be able to expect more fund raisers in the future. The people that gave were hard workers. Many worked more than one job to make ends meet. It was a bittersweet experience to realize that people you hardly know would give so generously, while there were family members that didn't even acknowledge the event.
I made contact with the social worker. She sent us, forms that we could fill out for different programs. We agreed to meet, when we returned in August for the surgery.
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