The school I was going to said they had no guidelines for a person with AIDS.
Financial hardships were rough on us, even though Mom had a good job at G.M.
On December 17, 1984, I had surgery to remove two inches of my left lung due to pneumonia. After two hours of surgery the doctors told my mother I had AIDS.
Because of the lack of education on AIDS, discrimination, fear, panic, and lies surrounded me.
A lot of my time was spent searching, thinking and planning my life.
Given six months to live and being the fighter that I am, I set high goals for myself.