Help Josh’s Family After Liver Transplant

Many in my community know me as “the dog poo lady”. I pick dog yards, and tend landscaping for work. I also admin Neighbors Helping Neighbors, a group of over 9,000 on Facebook, where the community watches out for one another, and lends a neighborly hand. Myself, and my business, donate a lot of hours of service through that vessel. I’ve dedicated my life to helping others, and am well known in my community. The week before Thanksgiving, 2024, my husband, Josh, was hospitalized, in liver failure, and given 90 days to live. We did not know he was sick before that; it hit us totally out of the blue. Miraculously, he was accepted to the University of Utah, and received a liver transplant January 31st. I thought most of the hard times were over, once that happened, but it has been a bumpy road for him ever since, of broken vertebrae, shattered ribs, medication difficulties, a hernia, and a number of other health problems. I have been at his side through all of it, advocating and encouraging. Our son has recently also had a series of severe health difficulties. Lately, I have begun to fail myself. I was hospitalized recently, after collapsing, with symptoms reminiscent of a heart attack, but it wasn’t. The closest answer the doctors can come up with, is simple exhaustion, as most everything else has been ruled out. I’ve been working 7 days a week, and also caretaking my husband and my son, and trying to keep up with all the housework. The doctors told me if I don’t slow down, I won’t be around to do any of it. But the bills aren’t stopping, we are learning how to navigate being a one-income family from having had two. My work is more seasonal, so I also don’t have much time with which to earn enough to both meet our needs for now, and to store away some for the winter, when work is more scarce. I think winter is what scares me most now, as I scramble to try to catch up to the past six months. We have two small children, special medicines, special diets, copays, extra costs to repair the vehicle that takes us between Montana and Utah, and I just keep falling further and further behind, no matter how hard I work. Life will hit a new normal, and I will be able to provide for us again, but as much as it kills me to admit it, I may need a bit of a hand to get there. I’m working as hard as I can, but I’m trying to make up for quite a deficit, and one income can only stretch so far. Any help is appreciated, especially prayers. Our way to Utah and forward from there, has been paved by prayer, and we covet those, especially.