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RevDrJBTDDPhD
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Where do I start. I have a cold and very liberal parish that seems not to be the most faithful to the Magisterium of the Church. So going there for prayer assistance seems useless. When my roommate’s mother was dying at age 93 of Alzheimer’s Disease in January 2014, nobody could be bothered to come to the hospital for spiritual support on his “death watch”. So I had to be both his “spiritual support”, and help him make “end of life” decisions for his mother. I know I needed the spiritual support. The only “pastoral visit” was from the Protestant chaplain at the hospital. Both my roommate and I are physically disabled (he has spastic quadriplegic cerebral palsy, rheumatoid arthritis, and depression, but at age 58 he is still ambulatory…I have Aspergers Syndrome, Guillain-Barre Syndrome Paraplegia, Osteoarthritis, I have had 4 heart attacks including one full cardiac arrest in 1988 that caused me to retire, a TIA in 2009…and other medical problems that I will not bore you with). Being on Social Security Disability, it is tight each and every month. When our dryer died over a year ago we have not been able to replace it. Our fridge died in January of this year also died this past January. We can not even afford scriptures, other religious books, sacramentals, not even a crucifix. We have not been in a church except one Baptist Church that invited us and provided transportation for Christmas Eve last December. I do not know when we have last been in a Roman Catholic Church…since my roommate was Confirmed at the Easter Vigil in 1998, with no reliable transportation it has been hard to get groceries on each of our $45 a month food stamp cards ($90 if you add our two food stamp cards together). My 6 year old glasses are broken, and Medicare does not cover them…and due to my needing a durable frame, darkest tint due to my photophobia, a no line bifocal due to my glaucoma and nearsightedness, UV coating, scratch resistant coating, plus an eye exam is not cheap so I have not replaced them. I had to deal with outpatient surgery on this past Thursday, and that was a BIG BILL but due to the pain, I could not put it off and it was not covered by Medicare…and it is about the same price as the eyeglasses, which are the same price as a new cheap dryer, or a new refrigerator. It has been stressful and a nightmare). I do not know what to do. We have no St. Vincent de Paul or Catholic Charities here in this town halfway between Cleveland and Columbus, Ohio (Catholic Charities here only acts as a “Private Guardian” for those under a court ordered Guardianship…and has a food warehouse that helps out with half a “Xerox paper box” of food for two people every 3 months if we can get a ride to it on the other side of town (a ride to the grocery store 1.3 miles from our home even once a month seems impossible). I am so burdened and have no “Simon of Cyrene” to help “carry my cross”. My roommate seems to handle things well, and I deal with all of the stress and anxiety. My prayer request here is my absolutely last resort. We have not even had the Blessed Sacrament since an Extraordinary Eucharistic Minister came out in March 2009 after I was discharged from the hospital after my TIA that I had toward the end of February 2009.
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