multimedia productions: the graying of AIDS: Thomas, age 58, Brooklyn

The doctor told me back in 1990, he said, “At the end, it’ll attack your organs.” My kidneys are gone, my liver is shot. And my heart ain’t worth two cents. It’s like every day you wake up, somebody chopping a little piece off your body. Somebody chopping another little piece. At the end, you ain’t got no more pieces left. But I go on and I say I take one day at a time – but each day go past, it gets worse instead of better.
Thomas, age 58, Brooklyn

The doctor told me back in 1990, he said, “At the end, it’ll attack your organs.” My kidneys are gone, my liver is shot. And my heart ain’t worth two cents. It’s like every day you wake up, somebody chopping a little piece off your body. Somebody chopping another little piece. At the end, you ain’t got no more pieces left. But I go on and I say I take one day at a time – but each day go past, it gets worse instead of better.