Plan B Forum

Thanks to those who pitched in, but this was a VERY bad idea - I should have known better than to make myself at all vulnerable here.

I'll have monies back in the mail or digital to you Plan B folks Friday afternoon. If you contributed anonymously because you didn't want me to have your personal info, feel free to PM me and I'll forward your contribution to either Gob for future Plan B fees, or the ASPCA/ALDF, your choice. I'll stop back Friday just to check PMs.

Good bye, fare thee well! to those who've offered them in sincerity to me.

Given the fees charged by GoFundMe (upwards of 7%) you might want to raise your goal a bit to cover the cash you need.

No repayment necessary, please put my contribution and the 5% into a trust fund for Little Bear. I do this for my cat - $5 a week, $10 a week, $20 a week, whatever you can manager, kept in an on-line account I can access via my checking account or withdraw case from. It is cheaper than insurance, and I get to keep the cash if she doesn't need it. I use it for her vet bills only, or any extraordinary expenses.

What that lady wrote

MajGenl.Meade wrote:What that lady wrote

That lady? At least I got lady, I suppose.

Thanks so much for the loans/contributions, it's appreciated beyond my ability to articulate.

Guin, thanks for that advice @ GFM - I've updated my ask for that reason, but also mostly because I learned when I picked her up this afternoon that I also have to provide the $650 for today's ER vet service in full, along with the $1500 deposit, to get her going with surgery Wednesday.

She's been pushed back to Wednesday due to 2 other dogs with broken limbs who came in after her and are more acutely in need of surgical intervention.

Anyway, thanks again, incredibly grateful, will keep you all updated. I've got Bear home with me tonight and all day tomorrow/tomorrow night, because staying at the vets would have been an additional $400/night and the ER vet assured me she was going to be about the same comfort level on the oral opiods they gave me v. the drip opiod she would get staying there - and she's got super separation anxiety, so I think she IS happier home with me and that matters in terms of pain levels.

Ditto, I'm in.

I just wanted to say that I did previously have a decent savings squirreled away for just this kind of thing, but when life throws you several curve balls like an MS diagnosis, a small business failure/major investment loss, a major relocation, etc. all within the space of 10 months - well, I'm obviously not able to be as on top of my financial shit at this moment in my life as I have been at others.

Because I used my then-excellent personal credit rating to secure the credit I needed to launch my small business just two years after buying a house, my credit is significantly damaged while I work through my business debt reorganization and repayment plan. It is what it is, I'm only in the same boat with all the other solo law practices and small businesses that fail in any given year. With any luck I'll get an offer on my house this week (one prospective buyer has looked at it 3 times and keeps talking to the realtor about writing an offer), and that will help me resolve a lot of outstanding obligations and start the path to culturally-acceptable credit rating level again.

I take heart in knowing that many great people in history have been bankrupts or faced financial devastation just shy of that, including Presidents Jefferson and Lincoln. I take heart in knowing that you can't fail big unless you've taken big risks and that having the courage to lose sight of the shore is what compels great explorers in life.

But still it's humiliating to be in this position because, basically, it is deeply embedded in our culture to be judgmental about folks in poverty and no matter what the circumstances that brought one there or whatever history of hard work ethic, responsible financial management, good citizenship/public service, or generosity toward others in richer times that a person might have had - once they are broke, they are just that to many people. Broke. Ass. LOSER.

I guess I'm grateful to be having the firsthand experience of knowing what this feels like; I thought I did from all the years I was a 'poor' student putting myself through school, and all the years I've worked with those in poverty or who were working poor, but now I know it in a very, VERY intimate way.

I just realized I hadn't updated you guys here in a few months on my situation (the further adventures of locationgal):

I moved home to Massachusetts last month, to access top quality Boston-based healthcare resources and to live cheaply co-housing with family, helping my cousins clean/renovate (after my cousin's mom passed away after chain-smoking in her basement 'apartment' for 20 years). My SNAP and my MassHealth applications are pending, so I am very much the embodiment of a Broke. Ass. Loser.

To exhibit my continued work ethic: I got a part-time job my first weekday here a little less than a month ago, I am working 25 hours/week at that job and looking for another part-time job, have an interview later this week or early next (haven't gotten the date confirmed yet) and expect I'll be hired. I am also lining up some contract legal writing as another part-time job, although that is not a reliable/steady source of income yet.

I am struggling dealing with the MS-related pain and infirmities that seem to been daily progressing, and hoping that as soon as I see a doctor here & get an MRI I can get on some symptom-relieving meds that will help with all that and maybe on one of the newer MS meds that are purported to reduce frequency of relapses and reduce flare-up symptoms. I do have good days, just that pain is now part of most every day at one level or another and I also struggle with vision problems and cognition issues on a pretty regular basis. And all of that blows beyond belief when you are a Type A overachiever suddenly NOT ABLE to be.

Anyhoo, back to the broken-legged dog: Again, I'm SO grateful for friends and acquaintances here willing to spot me small loans to add up to the big amount I need so quickly for Bear and don't have right on hand. Obviously, if I could have gotten approved for Care Credit I would have done that rather than have to resort to GoFundMe - but I'm a broke ass loser now, so I can't. (I did look into getting pet insurance coverage for Bear after putting $5k into her rescue-related treatment, but because of her 'previous health issues' she didn't qualify for a remotely affordable policy - I would have paid more than this surgical cost is going to be in premiums/one year, to get only 90% coverage of necessary veterinary care.)

Despite the very kind & generous offers, I WILL pay every penny back to those who give. I'll keep the 5% interest I was offering if that helps - but I can't be in debt to my family, friends or internet acquaintances - I would not feel comfortable about that, sorry!

But thank you, very much!

Guinevere wrote:

MajGenl.Meade wrote:What that lady wrote

That lady? At least I got lady, I suppose.

If you were a bloke, I'd have written "What he said". But I don't like "What she said". Sounds disrespectful. Be kind.

It is so distressing to see an injured dog. And you're working part time? I thought I read about a wonderful full time job where you got to associate with your own ilk and wear crocks to work? What happened to that or did I dream it?

In any case I send best wishes to Bear.

Fuck you, Bette. Just FUCK YOU!!

TPFKA@W wrote:It is so distressing to see an injured dog. And you're working part time? I thought I read about a wonderful full time job where you got to associate with your own ilk and wear crocks to work? What happened to that or did I dream it?

In any case I send best wishes to Bear.

You are the coldest-hearted bitch I have 'met' in my entire life - and I've seen a lot. Congrats on that distinction!

Best wishes to Bear, in any case.

Stuff you best wishes up your tight, ugly old ass, Bette.

You're clearly weighing into this thread only to criticize me for being only part-time employed and to criticize me because my dog is hurt and I'm too cash poor to pull together emergency surgery money within 48 hours without the help of friends.

I've saved many animals lives in my life, Bette. I've spent thousands upon thousands on rescue animals, my own and helping friends with theirs. Yeah, my fucking life is falling apart around my fucking ears, and stress like this only makes it a shit ton worse in terms of how much I hurt, how I can't eat, etc. SO THANK YOU VERY FUCKING MUCH for writing a post just to shit on me, and then snidely suggest that you care about my dog, my BEST FRIEND.

You ARE a fucking you-know-what, and you KNOW it. I'm sure you're been told so many times by many people in your life. I won't use the word because it offends some here, so out of respect for them, I won't say it. But you ARE.

I'm done here now, for good. It's one thing to argue about opposing viewpoints and ideas, it's one thing to occasionally get heated or stupid in those arguments.

But the way you've attacked me at every opportunity since becoming TPFKA@W, Bette, that's malicious. That's mean. That's a woman who is emotionally still stuck in middle school and loving her role as a bitchy bully of other girls. I bet the other nurses don't love you much at all - and while you'll pooh-pooh them as not as smart and not as hard working or whatever as you are, I SEE you. I SEE YOU, Bette. You're just a mean girl/bitch. Yay for you!

I need to take care of my health, because getting through every day is a struggle for me. With all that I love about this place, I'm not going to be here while you are attacking me, Bette. And you know you are, and you clearly intend to get right back at it. Enjoy your victory in driving me away!

Best wishes to Bear, in any case.

I'll repay anyone here who already contributed to the LOAN for me to get Bear her surgery - I'll pay you guys when I get my measly part-time paycheck Friday, so you don't have to wait for your money until I get mine. I'd rather eat ramen every day for a month than be beholden to anybody here and prove Bette's point that I'm a fucking loser.

BSG...

If @W upsets you this much, why not just put her on ignore?

You seem to enjoy participating here in general...

Of course at no point did I say anything about her being a loser. I did make an inquiry as to what happened to the hippie job she so gushed on about and seemed to be a good fit for her leanings. Apparently that was the fuse of the abuse bomb. Dearie me. One must tread lightly.

When Bette can say things like that to me and it's just something I should 'ignore' . . . then this is not a place that is healthy for me to visit.

My life is changing, LJ. In ways I would never have envisioned, that are a TORMENT for a woman who has always been independent and fully self-sufficient. I contemplate suicide daily, because I don't see where my life is ever going to get any better . . . I am terrified that someday, some warm-hearted stranger like Bette might be charged with my immediate physical care.

Have you ever even thought about what that might be like, if it was you? Just the thought is scary; imagine knowing it's just a matter of time.

So no, I don't think at this point in my life, for the sake of "Name that Movie" and "trump is serious!!!!", I can subject myself to such utter cruelty and the inevitable lack of condemnation for it. It's about more than what one person says to you; it's about what others don't.

You could have just said,"It didn't work out." So much less typing and drama.

Now my feelings are hurt.

And PLEASE, no more posts suggesting I don't leave. If you post them, Bette will only use that as further ammunition to be snide and mean to me in future if I ever come back - oh, here's the drama queen!

I might come back someday to post, but I doubt it. It's hard for me to even use the laptop for much time these days because of nerve pain in my arms/hands, which is why I haven't been around a lot in recent weeks - I save computer time for working to put a roof over my head.

I know which of you actually give a shit about me and I'm pretty sure I've figured out those few who don't by their open hostility toward me,

I'm just tired. Life is VERY tiring, especially when you are a LOSER. I don't need to be called a loser in a place that I previously considered to be like a conversation among friends. I would never in a million years say anything mean to anybody here who is living with a medical condition that limits their lives and over which they have zero control. I'd say they were stupid for loving Trump, but I would never, EVER say they were a loser for just being who they are, for being disabled and working poor and broke and thus not able, like DECENT people, to just pay a veterinary bill without being so irresponsible as to have to ask for temporary help. NEVER.