I am Western New Yorker. I was born at Buffalo Children’s Hospital in 1969. I’ve lived in and around Buffalo, almost my whole life. I spent a couple years at the Art Institute of Pittsburgh. I’ve led an active life and enjoyed many outdoor activities our area has to offer. As a passionate artist, snowboarder, mountain biker and music enthusiast, I have crafted some great adventures over the years. I’ve worked with 40 million dollar manufacturing companies, ski areas, mom and pop’s and my own retail business over the past 30 years. Check out my resume and portfolio.
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Snowboarding is one of my favorite things to do. I knew something was up in February of 2020, when I couldn't balance well and fell over strapping in. It turned out to be the first of 3 tumors that had metastasized to my brain from my kidney cancer. The color orange (one of my favorites) is the ribbon color for kidney cancer support.
Many people ask me how they can help. As you can imagine, even with health coverage, the out of pocket expenses can be really steep. Please support my fight and purchase a Snowboard Greg sticker. Proceeds will be used to chip away at my ever growing balance with Roswell. Thank you for your support.
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September 13, 2019, I married my high school sweetheart at our favorite place in the area, Sprague Brook Park. It was a great day with most of our close friends and family in attendance. Many showed up on mountain bikes and the ceremony was held just off a trail that I helped build almost a decade prior. We camped and rode bikes most of the weekend until Sunday morning when I got rushed to the hospital.
Two days after the wedding I was told I had kidney cancer and they would have to remove my right kidney asap. They removed the kidney and the 2 tumors with it. They estimated the large tumor to be over 10 years old. The docs removed all of the cancer and I would have little adjustments to make, now having only one kidney.
Fast forward to February 2020. I started noticing a distinct ringing in my ears. I was having a hard time focusing and my balance seemed a bit off. Headaches followed almost daily. One day I was taking a break from the office and went up on the hill to do some snowboarding. I bent over to strap in and almost immediately fell over forward. Now I knew something wasn’t right.
I saw my primary doctor a couple days later. He though it may be sinuses combined with migraines. I got a prescription and was scheduled for some tests. The tests later reveled, through an MRI, a small tumor in my brain stem. That little sucker set up camp in the Pons area of my brain stem and was causing some chaos. Next thing you know, I’m scheduled for a gamma knife procedure to nuke the tumor. On it’s journey to my brain, the cancer dropped off a couple of friends. One in my lymph nodes near my lung and one near the original kidney location.
Now mind you, this was right when Covid-19 was starting to grip the world like something we have never seen. The gamma knife procedure was preformed in March and followed up by immunotherapy sessions. March 17th the ski areas went on lock down and the home quarantine period began.
Trying to fight cancer and the side effects from treatments is a big battle. Doing it during a pandemic seemed surreal. Working from home was exactly what I needed to distract my focus on the cancer. I could pour myself into projects and I was way ahead of the game for the upcoming season, if there was to be one. Unfortunately I was let go in July. So now I’m battling a cancer, that will most likely kill me, we’re in the thick of a pandemic and I’m unemployed.
The steroids I was on kept me up all night so I started drawing on my iPad. After a while I had quite the collection of cartoons, illustrations and sketches. Now it’s fall. The Buffalo Bills looked like real playoff contenders and the hype was huge. It gave us all something positive to focus on. I started creating Bills themed designs for my friend Mark. He was producing a variety of Buffalo football themed products and it was cool to see my designs put to use. I was also creating cartoons of popular people in the news. Anthony Faucci was one of my firsts, followed by a couple of Trump characters and of course, the Tiger King.
I was doodling one night and got the idea for Hot Wing Designs. The focus would be on chicken wing characters doing stuff people do in our area. Since I’m huge music fan, I was listening to my favorites and ended up doing a cartoon of Eddie Van Halen. Next thing you know I had almost a dozen guitar players.
My gears were now spinning and I thought about a freelance career. With my health limitations and appointment schedule, it made it difficult to hold down something steady. Currently, I’ve sent out over 80 applications for local and remote positions. I’ve got one call back and interview that went nowhere. SO, now I’m freaking out wondering how I’m going to make ends meet. I’m not the type to accept handouts so a home based business seemed like the best solution. Two local news channels got word of my struggle. I did Zoom interview’s with both stations and you can see the stories below.
Please take some time to check out my website and all of the work I’ve done over the years. Maybe you or one of the people in your network, could benefit from some of my work.
Thank you all for the support.
UPDATE: June 2021
Unfortunately my latest MRI revealed another tumor. This time it’s in my left Parietal Lobe. Immunotherapy is has just about erased the cancer in my torso but because of the blood brain battier, it does not treat the cancer in my head. The doc’s at Roswell will be using gamma knife again to treat this tumor. Luckily it’s not as risky as the brain stem tumor from last year. The scary part is that it grew to size (3mm) in less than 6 months and they can’t figure out the source.
UPDATE: November 2021
Well, here we are again. Renal Cancer has now metastasized to my brain for a third time. They nuked it with gamma rays on Nov. 17, 2021. Now we play the waiting game again.
UPDATE: January 12, 2022
So I basically started off the year by getting Covid. My loss of smell and taste were the first signs. I’m fully vaccinated so the effects have been pretty manageable except the exhaustion. I’m already tired from the cancer and treatments, so what’s a little more tired? Roswell postponed my treatments and scans until I’m cleared of the Covid. Ugh. New scans will show whether the 2nd and 3rd brain tumors have responded to the radiation treatment. Fingers crossed.
UPDATE: March 31, 2022
Treatments are continuing every month as well as MRI and CT scans. The latest CT showed that my Paratracheal lymph node grew from 7mm to 12mm. If it hits 15mm they are going to have to regroup and evaluate my treatments. I’m hoping I don’t have to get the combo treatment again.
UPDATE: August 4, 2022
They have found a 4th, new tumor in the left side of my frontal lobe. I’ve gone through 28 cycles of Immunotheray and the toxic effects are slowing getting worse. I’m scheduled to have another gamma knife surgery on August 25, 2022. While the treatments have the spots in my torso stablized , they do not pass through the blood brain barrier that surrounds your brain and spinal cord. The plan moving forward is to stay on treatments until the side effects become too much to bare, or until I croak. They’ll shoot each new brain tumor with gamma rays as they form. I should be green and angry by the end of the year.
UPDATE: November 10, 2022
Just had my 5th brain tumor blasted with gamma knife radiation on Nov. 3rd. It’s been a rough ride. I finally broke down and agreed to an appointment with a psychologist. Glad I wasn’t in too bad of shape. The appointment was made in August with the earliest slot in November. I won’t mention the practice, but it was a huge waste of time and once again made me feal like a billable rather than a patient. It was hard to come to the decision to go in the first place. Once I arrived for the appointment, I was bombarded with a slew of redundant paperwork. I feel like clerical duties once performed by staff are now my responsibility. I first met with a male nurse who went through my info quickly and spent more time talking about current events and his life story. I was then pushed over to a MD. The visit was less than 15 minutes. The MD wrote a script for anxiety medicine that I said I didn’t want and then referred to another practice?? Of course, he wanted to follow up in a few weeks, another billable appointment.
This is most definitely a racket and I’m sick of it.