You might recognize me. I'm the little lady right there in the middle of my two brothers. I would do anything for them but today it's for my older brother. My older brother has always looked out for me and been my protector. Now, I'm looking out for him and hoping to protect him. My older brother Johnny, on the right, was diagnosed with Multiple Myeloma December 11, 2019. It's been a fight. My brother already had cancer for quite some time before he was diagnosed. He just fought through all of his aches and pains and kept pushing himself to provide for his family until one day our entire family noticed it. We were at my cousins funeral who had died of heart failure in her 20's. My brother was yellow, had no strength, could barely walk, was sweating and in pain. He went to the emergency room the very next morning and didn't come out for several days. He was given several blood transfusions and they tested his bone marrow. They finally told him he had multiple myeloma with no explanation of what it was. I knew what it was and I knew what they were looking for but I had to be strong for my older brother and my family. So I had to break the news to my entire family. First I told my mom. She didn't even know my brother was in the hospital. I promised my brother not to tell anyone. She was mad and then sad. She then called my grandma. That's when it hit her. My brother had cancer. So I took my mom to San Francisco late at night to pick up my grandma so that she could be there when my brother came home from the hospital. My uncle, who is like a father to us, was devastated. He said, "not my Johnny". Those two are like besties. My brother didn't want to talk to anyone. He wanted me to be the one to talk to the family on his behalf. I went to his first oncology appointment and asked questions. I took him to all of his oncology appointments thereafter until COVID hit. Then I couldn't take him at all. My mom had to take over. I did as much as I could to help with the medications and help with cost but cancer is a beast. It is all consuming. My brother was first at John Muir and now he's at UCSF. The level of care and treatment is a world of difference. We are so blessed to have found my brothers new oncologist. She is an angel. Currently, my brother is undergoing a year's long chemo treatment. He just recently had a port put into his chest. Soon he'll be getting radiation to his lower spine as the Myeloma is hallowing out his bones. However, the struggle is finally becoming a financial one. We as a family have done so much to help my brother but we need assistance until his social security kicks in in about 6 months. All we're asking for is help with rent and food to help feed his family. Please be so kind as to donate to my brother and his family so that he can have peace of mind and focus on his treatment. Please share my story and thank you from the bottom of my heart.