Oxnard—It never fails, every time I get ahead of myself, and I think I have time to kill, sleep, or whatever, I end up scrambling to get caught up.
FOR example, I am in the process of engaging a new bookkeeping service that will streamline my electronic payments. I got the welcome email last Friday, and figured, no problem, I have the weekend to get it done.
The weekend to complete the task was done early this morning, which meant reduced sleep, and I like to be rested before dialysis starts for the week.
Next, I ordered the t-shirts to sell to defray the costs for transplant surgery, which includes an incredible amount of medication I’ll have to take, doctor visits, recovery time, a hospital visits, which is roughly $3 million, after Medicare pays its share.
It’s double for Janis and me, because she’s my live donor, and, quite frankly, we don’t have a spare $3 million lying around. Our medical bills now are killing us, and we hope that t-shirt sales, along with the foundation, help many other people who face the same horrifying choice: forgo the transplant and have a little more financial security, or have the…
