When I came out of the apartment Steve was, um -- I had him in a chair. As soon as I opened the door, I was thinking that it was a false alarm or something.

That's all we had, you know? We've been trying to get help with his stroke and everything.

I brought him to my home to take care of him. Now I don't have a home. Me and my five children, we don't have anything. So I guess we need a miracle.

It's been six or seven months since the stroke. Insurance has helped, but now we're having to pay for a lot of things he needs out-of-pocket.