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JasonBenson1976
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My name is Jason Benson. I am 34 years old, and have recently lost just about every thing, and am poised to lose what little is left. My wife Nadia was forced to leave her job due to a hostile work environment. She was subjected to harsh and racist treatment @ her job, which she served our community as an intake investigator for children and youth services. She worked tirelessly in the face of pure evil-she has delivered children from the depths of relentless abuse, and neglect. despite her devotion to that job, she was constantly run the ringer by her supervisors, often being repremanded for small, inconsequential details that came with the job. She has been called a nigger in whispered conversations between her supervisors, and has always been treated harshly by her supervisors. There was never any complaint about her actual job - her devotion to her clients was never questioned. She could no longer take it, and was essentially forced to resign from her job. She would cry hystericaly every morning before going to work. It killed me, because I know that she loved her clients, and would often spend money from her own pocket to help them acquire clothing and food. She loved what she did, but the powers that be ruined her passion, and she struggled with that for a long time.
I have been unemployed for 5 years due to a severe lower back injury that was sustained during an epileptic seizure. That injury has developed into a chronic neuropathic pain disorder called Reflex Sympathetic Dystrophy. Every day, all day and all night I experience intense pain in my lower back, groin, and right leg. It took several years to find a doctor that was able to make a difference in my quality of life, and for several years I devoted my life to his prescribed medical regimens of medication, and physical therapy. We had, what I thought was a relationship that extended beyond the standard patient/physician bond. I thought that he truly cared about me as a whole person, not as a disease that he was treating. One day, out of the blue I recieved a "NOTICE OF DISMISSAL" from my doctor, stating that because I requested my pain meds early, I was in violation of my PAIN MEDICATION CONTRACT, and as such he was dismissing me from not just his practice, but every practice within his healthcare providers (including two local emergency rooms). He refused to provide any further refills of my meds, abruptly discontinuing narcotic pain meds and benzodiazipines. He knew that I was an epileptic and that I was not currently being medically treated for that. The withdrawal effects came within a day after I ran out of my medications, and were so severe I had to go to the emergency room. They were able to help me in the immediate sense, but refused to treat the pain, booting me to the street without so much as a referral.
To make matters worse, we are currently $3000.00 behind on our rent and are facing immenent eviction. We have no money to speak of, no family to help see us through. My pain has gone untreated for several weeks now. I have called every physician withing a 100 mile radius, not one is willing to take me on due to the pain medications I require. Not even PAIN Specialists! My quality of life has taken a serious dive, I've considered suicide nearly every night. The only thing that's kept me from putting a bullet in my head has been Nadia, my wife.
Prior to losing my job, I owned and operated a 501©(3) non-profit organization, hosting one-off concert events, with 100% of the proceeds going to various charities, mostly towards financially needy families and their children. I havent been able to run my business for 5 years now.
My wife and I believe that God hates us, that some how we've done something to anger Him. All our adult lives we've used our professions to provide help for those who truly need it. We've given 100% of ourselves to our community. And now, in our hour of total darkness, we've been left utterly alone. No one has offered to help. Our cabinets are bare, we live off ramen noodles and water. I've had to sell our possessions to pay our bills.
Either they don't know, and dont wanna know, or they just don't care.
I guess, my hope is that you guys are on better terms with God, and that maybe HE'LL listen to your prayers to help us, before its too late. If my wife cannot find work soon, we will be homeless. If I cannot find a doctor soon, and this pain goes untreated, I very well may decide to commit to killing myself. It's not a threat, or un ultimatum, it's just the reality of our situation.
I have been unemployed for 5 years due to a severe lower back injury that was sustained during an epileptic seizure. That injury has developed into a chronic neuropathic pain disorder called Reflex Sympathetic Dystrophy. Every day, all day and all night I experience intense pain in my lower back, groin, and right leg. It took several years to find a doctor that was able to make a difference in my quality of life, and for several years I devoted my life to his prescribed medical regimens of medication, and physical therapy. We had, what I thought was a relationship that extended beyond the standard patient/physician bond. I thought that he truly cared about me as a whole person, not as a disease that he was treating. One day, out of the blue I recieved a "NOTICE OF DISMISSAL" from my doctor, stating that because I requested my pain meds early, I was in violation of my PAIN MEDICATION CONTRACT, and as such he was dismissing me from not just his practice, but every practice within his healthcare providers (including two local emergency rooms). He refused to provide any further refills of my meds, abruptly discontinuing narcotic pain meds and benzodiazipines. He knew that I was an epileptic and that I was not currently being medically treated for that. The withdrawal effects came within a day after I ran out of my medications, and were so severe I had to go to the emergency room. They were able to help me in the immediate sense, but refused to treat the pain, booting me to the street without so much as a referral.
To make matters worse, we are currently $3000.00 behind on our rent and are facing immenent eviction. We have no money to speak of, no family to help see us through. My pain has gone untreated for several weeks now. I have called every physician withing a 100 mile radius, not one is willing to take me on due to the pain medications I require. Not even PAIN Specialists! My quality of life has taken a serious dive, I've considered suicide nearly every night. The only thing that's kept me from putting a bullet in my head has been Nadia, my wife.
Prior to losing my job, I owned and operated a 501©(3) non-profit organization, hosting one-off concert events, with 100% of the proceeds going to various charities, mostly towards financially needy families and their children. I havent been able to run my business for 5 years now.
My wife and I believe that God hates us, that some how we've done something to anger Him. All our adult lives we've used our professions to provide help for those who truly need it. We've given 100% of ourselves to our community. And now, in our hour of total darkness, we've been left utterly alone. No one has offered to help. Our cabinets are bare, we live off ramen noodles and water. I've had to sell our possessions to pay our bills.
Either they don't know, and dont wanna know, or they just don't care.
I guess, my hope is that you guys are on better terms with God, and that maybe HE'LL listen to your prayers to help us, before its too late. If my wife cannot find work soon, we will be homeless. If I cannot find a doctor soon, and this pain goes untreated, I very well may decide to commit to killing myself. It's not a threat, or un ultimatum, it's just the reality of our situation.
