The school I was going to said they had no guidelines for a person with AIDS.

I spent Christmas and the next thirty days in the hospital.

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.

Mayor Koch, of New York, was the first public figure to give me support.

The desire to move into a bigger house, to avoid living AIDS daily, and a dream to be accepted by a community and school, became possible and a reality with a movie about my life, The Ryan White Story.

Twice a week I would receive injections or IV's of Factor VIII which clotted the blood and then broke it down.

Eventually, I won the right to attend school, but the prejudice was still there.