Honestly sometimes I don't know myself. It's kinda bizarre. L A Von York is pretty much my alter ego. It was created 8 years ago and I will get into the story of my rise, her rise and of course the falls. This Vingle entry is for me to to look and reflect and also for anyone who reads it to get a better Idea of who L A Von York is.
I am from New York City, Queens closer to Long Island. New York City itself is overwhelming and can bring down a lot of stress on you. Between the busy commutes, the rude people rushing, the drunk guy on the train or the guy who pulls out his junk infront of you (yes, that has happened to me a few times smh)
I did go to college and received my BA from there and only was able to take one master degree course ( college cost). I worked in retail in college and kept on with my volunteer NYPD officer work from high school, until one became too much. Sorry, NYPD at the time I wanted to party with my friends.
I had my fun dated horrible people and made good friends (btw the guy in the photo, good friend I think it has been at least 13 years lol)
Real life set in after college, I got my real job with my really benefits and a 401k and all that jazz. If you read my go fund me page it pretty much tells tells you what happened next
L A Von York was born because too many questions came with what happened. I hid and just wanted to he left alone so I can figure out Wtf is going on with me.
This happened, and went on for 8 years. Fsgs end stage renal failure. No one understood me but him, my guy that has been with me for the past ten years! He stood strong when I could not. People ask why we are not married and now I will say it, I am afraid I am going to die because a kidney transplant is a temporary fix, I still have FSGS.
With a jump and not much, he came with me to PA where we currently live. Every transplant center in NY gave me at least a 12 year wait. In PA they gave me 4 years with my 4 years transfered time from NY. I'm a hard match period, between my blood type and the fsgs I was a pain. But finally June 8th this year, it was my time. I was scared as hell (and still am).
This is me at the moment... I have wrote other cards about my recovery and the stress it has added to me. I left new york, I left stress. New York can be that dead beat you want to get rid of or that monkey on your back. But a #secondchance has came with the transplant however, I was not completely ready for this
And the side effects they don't tell you and I had to look up and find out on my own.
To be continued.... There is a fun von York too lol