In 2018, my life as I knew it took a drastic change that no one was prepared for. In early July during a self exam I found a lump in my left breast and noticed a large amount of swelling. I contacted my primary dr as soon as they opened the next morning. During my visit she explained how the days ahead would be and allowed my fiance and I to ask questions or voice concerns. On July 13, 2018 I had a core biopsy done and the results came back rather quickly. On August 1, 2018 my fiance and I went to my Oncology appointment and were told the devastating news. I was diagnosed with Triple Negative Breast Cancer, Stage 3 (BRCA1). My Oncologist explained his treatment plan and what he would like to see in the days, weeks and months ahead. On August 8, 2018 I began Chemotherapy Infusions and the 9th I began oral chemotherapy treatment. I have had Chemotherapy infusions every 3 weeks since August 8th. My oral chemotherapy is taken every day with out fail. On the 3rd week when I have Infusions then I don't take the oral. Things were going smoothly and I had taken leave from my job with the State of Texas and my fiance was the sole supporter of myself and the 5 kids. Christmas came and went as did New Years as well. We were into 2019 and my fiance didn't want to wait a moment longer to be married so we planned a simple ceremony at the local JP office and were married March 15, 2019. My marriage was the highlight of my life and I was so blessed to have a strong man by my side to battle this evil illness. In May of 2019 I noticed some lumps in my right breast and advised my Oncology team. My Dr ordered tests to be ran and by the grace of God, everything was fine and there was no cancer in the right breast. My oncologist did increase the dosage of my infusions slightly during this time but nothing really changed. We had a huge family vacation in June of 2019 that included my whole family, we were all about making memories and taking advantage of the moments we had together. Upon returning from vacation my husband started to seem distant and when I would question him he would say that I was just paranoid and overreacting. On September 12th my husband left for work and little did I know that would be the last time that I saw him. On the morning of September 13, 2019 I woke to a phone call that my husband was in the presence of another woman and had been for some time. I thought to myself there has to be more to the story than what I have been told. I reached out to him asking about the allegations and he then admitted to his affair. My heart broke, my stomach sank and I had worry and fear for myself and my children. I immediately contacted my employer and advised them that I needed to go back to work. They were concerned with my working and my Dr not being on board and releasing me. Thankfully they allowed me to do a smaller project from home so I could still care for my health. Sadly that all came to a stop in October when I was hospitalized for an infection in my blood. I stayed in the hospital for 2 weeks and was told to go home and rest, no stress and take it easy.....oh and no working! Upon leaving the hospital I contacted my husband who I had not spoke to since September 13th and told him I wasn't going to be able to make the bills and I needed his help. His words were "live on the street, I'll come take the vehicle" My 17 year old son heard him saying this to me and he grew rather upset at what he had heard. I had told my son I had a small nest egg set back but that would only cover about a month of the bills. Coming into November is when things started getting rocky. I ran a small clothing boutique from my home and it allowed me to pay a little here and there on my home and bills. Going into December I had the layover of November bills in my face with the added bills of the new month. My 17 year old son, went and got himself a job. He began to help me but he only make a little above minimum wage and being his mom I could not take my babies whole paycheck he earned. On January 1, 2020 we owed December and January rent as well as all the normal utilities. My landlord has been a blessing to me and the kids and honestly we would be homeless if he wasn't, but it has come the time that he also has bills to pay and needs me to be current. I'm doing this fundraiser to save my children home and allow us to be able to be up on our feet and manage our lives better. Its hard looking at your children and not knowing if something is going to be disconnected the next day or I will be served eviction papers. I have always been a strong faith minded woman and have blessed many many people through the years. I know this battle is Gods way of making me see just how strong I am.