How my situation reads

Update: The Fight Keeps Getting More Expensive

I’ve been doing my best to stay strong, but here’s the truth: the numbers are catching up to me.

Between hospital visits, tests, meds, and all the fallout, the total costs have crept up to just under $70,000. I sold our second car just to cover bills. My job’s giving me the side-eye because I can’t work like I used to. And Andrea doesn’t even want me driving — not with chest pain hitting daily.

The must-pay bills: electric, insurance, the car that’s le...