About me

All the rumors are true.. I am the greatest, I am the best and yet still maintain being a humble simple man. My name is Johnny, but as you will soon find out I have to use my whole name because there are other Johnny Medina’s floating around the United States and I don’t want to be confused with them. Although, one has a published book and the other is running for Mayor of a town in Texas, so I guess it wouldn’t be so bad to be confused with them. So, my full name is Johnny Christopher Medina. I was born in Chicago a while ago. I am married to a beautiful wife, Jayne and I have one son Ethan and 2 step daughters Angie and Gina. I have an education, but for me it has always been about the knowledge instead of the the degree. I am Puerto Rican- I only bring that up because of the nature of this blog and the times we live in.

So, when I was born, I was born with a disease called Lymphademia Hemangeoma. Ya, big words that mean nothing to me except B.S. and pain. 2 months before my 21^st birthday my leg was amputated. I did this voluntarily in hopes it would help me move better, but all it did was cause me a great deal of pain. The doctor’s told me before the surgery that the chances of me walking again weren’t so good. They told me there was a very real chance that I would have to use a wheel chair the rest of my life. Needless to say, I told them what I thought about that and it took my almost 2yrs, but guess what I am a walking fool. Ok, I can walk, but not very far like a mile or something. I can get where I need to go. My leg has definitely had a major impact on my life. When I was in elementary school kids were actually pretty good to me. Jr High, I was made fun of daily. I hated that school and hated going there. My high school days were split between 2 schools. I went to one school for 2yrs and another for 2yrs. My first high school, I went to school with these kids since first grade, but nothing really changed. I was a small kid then. 5 foot nothing and about 100 pounds. I’m pretty sure my mom still dressed me. When we moved my school wasn’t the only thing that changed. I started working out, got a new hair cut and I stopped having my mommy dress me. Times were good. I am CHANGE.

For some reason I decided trouble, drugs, smoking, drinking and partying were more my style. I have had my share of run ins with the police. Ok, it happened daily. I thought I was a bad ass. Honestly, it was probably me deciding to have the amputation that saved my life. I’m not going to talk a lot about this part of my life only because I have worked so damn hard to make this part go away. If you ever have specific questions you can ask me, but I’m going to skip to the next tragic thing to happen to me. I am LOST.

October 7^th 2000 my brother was killed by a drunk driver. The loss of my brother destroyed my life. Losing him made me want to die and I promise you I tried. I am to much of a pussy to hold a gun to my head, hang myself or slit my wrists, but I tried through drugs. I thought if I keep taking drugs one day my body will give out and just say enough. I took so many drugs every day and here I am typing this up now. I am STRONG.

It was while I was on drugs I met my sons mother. All I’m going to say about that is she gave me Ethan and for that I am thankful. It was because of her I came to live with my mom, but looking at it now I would have been with my mom no matter what. A few years had past and my mom came home and told me that she had Stage 3 breast cancer and it moved to her lymph nodes. I can’t tell you what that did to my world, but I had no time to think about that because all that I was focused on was getting my mom better. I remember we were sitting in the living room and she was going in for a third chemo treatment. She was in the rocking chair telling me how bad chemo was. She then moved her hand through her hair and just a ton of hair came out. I can’t tell you how that made me feel. You see it on TV, but it is nothing like seeing that in real life. I had to step away and gather myself. I had to show my mom I was strong and would be there for her. Thank goodness she made a full recovery and is doing well now. She can not live by herself anymore the cancer took so much out of her. I am LOYAL.

Meeting Jayne was a god send. It was hard being a single father and having to try and explain why I lived with my mother. I needed someone that was nurturing and patient. Believe it or not sometimes I can be very needy. I can tell you now that I wouldn’t be here doing this if it weren’t for her support. So, thank you my love. I am LOVE.

Look, I’m just a very average guy. The way I speak and my view is from now not from once was. I don’t have millions of dollars, I don’t live in some mansion. I am right here with you struggling daily. I don’t have the magic key on how to do anything- all I have is some kind of direction and the will to get to any point I set course for. I’ve learned this- in order to teach my son how to have integrity, honesty and respect I had to start living my life that way. I don’t talk behind peoples backs. If I can’t say it to your face then I’m not saying it at all.

I AM YOU!

I do have a passion- its more like I am being drawn into this light. I am so fed up with whats happening in this country I need to speak up. I will be speaking louder and louder. I hope that you give me a chance even if I say something you don’t agree with- because the chances are I will be saying something you agree with next.

Email me if you want me to talk about something, if you have a question…

Ya, good talk….