For those that don’t know, I have been on the kidney transplant list here in NY for the past 5 years, I have been trying all kinds of things to avoid needing a transplant. One of those things is stem cell research which claims it regenerates dead kidney tissue. Unfortunately, this treatment is experimental, so it is not covered by insurance. As I am currently not working full time because of dialysis, which is almost as bad as the kidney failure; and kidney failure, which robs the patient (me) of energy and strength, I am not currently able to afford this life saving treatment. I opened a Go Fund Me page, so if you can help, that would be great
Here’s my take on the Confederate Flag issue. Southerners claim the flag is part of their heritage. They also claim the Civil War had NOTHING to do with slavery. They couldn’t be more wrong. The Civil War was about nothing if it wasn’t about slavery. States rights? Which rights? The right to own slaves. End of discussion.
The Confederate Flag stands for the largest mutiny in the history of mutinies. The flag is now as useless as Confederate money. It stands for something that no longer exists. It has no place in this country and should not be flown on state buildings (or anywhere else, for that matter).
Get over it. you lost.
Does Germany say the Nazi Flag is part of their heritage? It also stands for something that no longer exists, in official form. They don’t fly it on government buildings.
It’s time to move on and stop flying the flag of slavery.
I get tired of saying that, but it’s true. The kidney search is still ongoing, as is the search for a place to work. I’ve nearly given up on both at times, sometimes the same time… It is very discouraging. Well, that’s it for June….
A few years back, I started a bulletin board with several sections all pertaining to paint or airbrush work. There were metal work sections as well as mechanical and electronic sections, all relating to cars, trucks or bikes. I made it a no know it all type of place. Anyone could ask or answer a question. If incorrect answers were given, the person who answered incorrectly was not insulted or attacked, they were simply corrected. Many times, answers considered incorrect were simply a differing opinion of how things should be done. These turned out to be some very interesting discussions where all involved learned a thing or two along the way.
Unfortunately, it was unused, for the most part. The shame of it is, it cost money and time to keep this bulletin board up and running. I had to pull it down. I will miss it.
I’ve been busy…. Not doing anything of great importance, just busy… I’ve got lots of medical stuff to do and I don’t have the energy to get it all done. Every day has become a battle just to make it through the day. I hate feeling like this. I am not depressed, but I do have days….
I still have nothing to update on the business end of things. It seems the good old days of finding an empty warehouse and opening a shop are now gone here in NY. Between the sprinkler systems and everything else you need, it’s just not financially possible anymore.
I even tried to work out deals to work in existing shops. As is my luck, I found a guy willing to do it. Unfortunately, his building is being torn down to make room for condos. The building he is moving to seems to be too small for what we planned.
Miami is starting to look better and better.
My name is Anthony Geremia, I was diagnosed with kidney failure in 2010 and have been on dialysis since then (I was actually told on Dec 23rd, 2008 that my kidneys were in trouble, but the final straw was a water pill I was put on that did them in).
I must point out that my kidney failure was a direct result of high blood pressure. I have been asked, more than once, if I was a heavy drinker. I was not, and kidney failure has NOTHING to do with alcohol. My kidney problem was inherited. My paternal grandmother died from kidney failure and everyone in my family has high blood pressure, making all of them poor donor candidates, as well as possible kidney failure patients.
I have been on the NY kidney list since 2010, but that list can take up to 12 years to produce a donor. I am searching for a live donor. The donor does not even need to match me, they just need to be a viable donor. That means someone who is relatively healthy (no high blood pressure, no diabetes, no illnesses that affect the kidneys). The facility can and will arrange what they call a donor swap. If I can produce a viable donor, even if there is no personal match, they will make the match with someone else.
Donating a kidney, while a big deal for me, is not that bad for the donor. Yes, there is an operation, and pain, but the donor actually heals quickly and can return to their normal life in about 2 weeks, sometimes less. The donor will have no loss of quality of life from their donation and they automatically go to the head of any list if they ever need a donated organ. They will also have my undying gratitude as well as the same from the rest of my family.
I am currently unable to work, although I managed to keep my business going until 2012. I am a musician and artist. I ran a fairly successful automotive customizing company until I was unable to work any longer. I would love to reopen, but I cannot at this time. Dialysis is taking a toll on my stamina, energy and ambition. I need to get back to being a productive member of society. Getting a kidney would help in that immeasurably.
I am currently receiving no help or assistance of any kind. I am not on Welfare, Food Stamps or any other state-run program. I am living off my bank account, which is dwindling quickly. Luckily, I have health insurance. Dialysis costs $74,000 per month. I’d be completely broke in 2 months without my insurance. Paying my rent, utilities and car insurance, not to mention food and any extras I may need, is emptying the bank quickly……
I don’t know what else to say. The title says it all. Spring cannot get here fast enough. Short blog…..
I found a new treatment facility. Lynbrook Dialysis. I like it there. The staff is friendly and they know their shit. Much better than the last place. I have lots to do and mot much time to post updates. I will when I can though.
Well, I made it back from Las Vegas in one piece, no thanks to my social worker at dialysis, who outright lied to me about what my treatment options were while traveling. My new mission is to find a new treatment facility. I tried today, but being a holiday, no one was working. I skipped my treatment for today as I do not want to ever see those people again.
I did manage to get the job done that brought me across the country with some time to spare. I also managed to win some extra cash, even though I’m not a fan of gambling. Boredom caused me to sit at a slot machine. I won fairly quickly, got up and walked away, but needed to kill more time, so I sat back down and won again.
I miss the warm temperatures, but I’m glad to be home. I have lots to do. I don’t miss the smell of cigarettes everywhere.
When I got home, I realized I brought the wrong house key with me. I also gave a copy of the same key to a good friend who was supposed to check on the place while I was gone. Needless to say, she couldn’t get in. I had to break the door down. Another friend said it’s a good thing I don’t have a pet that needed food…..
Hopefully the new year will bring better luck for me and many people I know. I have been making this wish for many years without much success and I hear that things have to change, but they haven’t changed yet, except for the worst.
Things have gone from bad to worse since 2008. It wasn’t great before, but it definitely went over the cliff then. Between the economy, which still hasn’t recovered, my health which went off the deep end in one day and hasn’t rebounded yet although it hasn’t gotten much worse since 2010, which was when I went on dialysis and work, which followed my health right off the cliff, and I haven’t recovered from that yet either, things are just “wonderful”…
To top it all off, I am a musician. I rely on my hands for that. As long as I can play my guitar, nothing else is that bad. As of the end of November, I can no longer do that either. I don’t know what’s wrong and I am waiting for a doctor’s appointment to try to find out what is wrong. If I can’t play my guitar, I don’t know what to do. It’s my last refuge from everything that is going wrong.
All that being said, I am optimistic that 2015 will be a year of positive changes. I have to be or I’ll be walking into the ocean, heading for France….