I don't know where to even begin here, but I feel like the world is ending. I live with my parents for the time being, and several months ago my father was laid off from his job that he worked at for 17 years, running the machinery at a bakery. The compay was bought out by another bakery chain and his plant shut down, since then he's looked for another job and collected unemployment, which ran out 6 months ago, during this time. He was unsuccessful at finding anything becuase of his age, he's 62, nobody actually said that to him, but he knows that's why. I've tried to help out the best I could, but the bills kept mounting. My mother is on disability which doesn't give her much at all, not enough to live on at least. My dad was summoned to appear in court with the landlord last month because he owed 3 months back rent, more now, and told the judge that my mother was due to go for lung cancer surgery soon and couldn't be put out in her condition. They made a note of it and said they would let him know. Well, a couple of weeks later, the constable for court 13 showed up with an eviction notice, and when my father told her about my mom, she said that nothing was said about that and she held off the eviction, this was last week. My mother went in for her surgery on Friday and it went extremely well, she's recovering nicely in the ICU and will be moved to her regular room tomorrow, she can come home next week sometime, trouble is, we won't have a home next week. The constable showed up today and said we have to be out Wednesday at 11 am. To add to our problems, my uncle, my dad's brother, passed away of a heart attack on Friday, my dad got that call after we returned home from my mom's surgery, so he has to deal with that on top of everything else. Over the course of the past few weeks, we've called everyone we could think of who might be able to help, but encountered nothing but referrence phone numbers and red tape, nobody is helping us. My mother doesn't know about my uncle or this Wednesday's eviction, my dad understandably want's to keep it from her until she recovers a little more. I went up to visit her today after I got the letter from the constable, and I felt sick to my stomach standing their in her room, she was talking to me but I wasn't listening, I just wanted to get out of their before I exploded, seeing her their with the knowledge that she won't have a home to go to was too much for me to take. I realize that they can't discharge her if she has no address, but still. I don't know what to do or where to turn. Come Wednesday, our lives will be in shambles. Any advice any of you can give me will be greatly appreciated. I'm sorry that I came to you with this, but i'm just trying everything at this point. Please help us any way that you can. Thank you.