My name is Ryan White. I am sixteen years old. I have hemophilia, and I have AIDS.
Because of the lack of education on AIDS, discrimination, fear, panic, and lies surrounded me.
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.
Most recently my battle has been against AIDS and the discrimination surrounding it.
I came face to face with death at thirteen years old.
I received thousands of letters of support from all around the world, all because I wanted to go to school.
My studies are important to me. I made the honor role just recently, with 2 A's and 2 B's.
I was labeled a troublemaker, my mom an unfit mother, and I was not welcome anywhere.
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,
I believe in myself as I look forward to graduating from Hamilton Heights High School in 1991.
How could these people in the public eye not be afraid of me, but my whole town was?
Given six months to live and being the fighter that I am, I set high goals for myself.
This brought on the news media, TV crews, interviews, and numerous public appearances.
Listening to medical facts was not enough. People wanted one hundred percent guarantees.
A lot of my time was spent searching, thinking and planning my life.
Entertainers, athletes, and stars started giving me support.
Eventually, I won the right to attend school, but the prejudice was still there.
AIDS can destroy a family if you let it, but luckily for my sister and me, Mom taught us to keep going. Don't give up, be proud of who you are, and never feel sorry for yourself.
Twice a week I would receive injections or IV's of Factor VIII which clotted the blood and then broke it down.
Financial hardships were rough on us, even though Mom had a good job at G.M.
The first five to six years of my life were spent in and out of the hospital.
People would get up and leave so they would not have to sit anywhere near me.
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.
Rumors of sneezing, kissing, tears, sweat, and saliva spreading AIDS caused people to panic.
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