I am a tired old man in Central Ohio. I have written and recorded music nearly all my life. Due to arterial fibrillation, cardiopulmonary edema, and black lung, I am running out of breath and time. Highly specialized treatment, much of which my medical insurance does not cover, could buy me several more years and perhaps restore my ability to record and perform live music. As it stands, I barely have the wind to get up out of a chair, let alone sing a song all the way through, but with proper care, this situation could improve enough for me to record a new collection of songs and play them for the public before I leave this world.