Gosh, that reminds me of a woman I helped out 2 years ago. Except she didn't have a pot to pi$$ in when I got there. No functional toilet for a year. She was weighing in at 68 pounds because her husband was spending her welfare money on bigger, younger women. I helped her raid every phony bank account he had (and they were all phony), take everything but the paint off the walls, and get herself gone before he got home from what he was pleased to call "work." (Bilking widows and collecting identities.)
All I really gave her, aside from my free time, was the rental of the van, a half-duplex that cost me $700, and a shotgun.
(So what happened to her? Among other things she now has three working bathrooms, pays taxes and eats regularly.)