

Goal 2 — $431.5 of $750
(progress updated periodically)
all net proceeds go to operation walk USA
7d 12h 14m remaining
From the non-profit:
Founded in 2011, is an independent medical charitable organization that facilitates total hip and knee joint replacements for uninsured adult patients in the United States who suffer from disabling arthritis.
Since 2011, Operation Walk USA has helped almost 1000 patients to restore mobility and improve quality of life. Orthopaedic surgeons and their teams in hospitals and surgery centers all over the country participate in the program by donating their time and skills to deserving patients. Orthopaedic implant manufacturers donate implants.
Our Carrying Body is supported in part by a grant from the Mass Cultural Council, a state agency
Artwork Image Courtesy:
FracAtlas fracture X-ray dataset (CC BY 4.0)
+ Friends, Families, Self Knee Portraits
Interview with Mimi (my mom) - she's been dealing with neuro-arthritis for 8 years.

M: "I had therapy, physiotherapy. With medicines I can't have them because it bothers my stomach. The painkiller bothers my stomach.
J: was the medicine solely a pain killer?
M: "Yes at some point I had some chinese medicine but I'm still afraid of my stomach problems, if it's not necessary I won't have it"
J: so there better option would be an operation/surgery?
M: "Yes, people say it's best"

"It's been a long time, when I used to go to the college I was running around chasing commuter cars, chasing buses, when I was there. I was running.
Now I walked a bit and fell.
Maybe after the operation, maybe.
Why run anyway, right?"
Dr. Matzkin (Orthopedic Surgeon)

"Disparities in healthcare are certainly an unfortunate thing. Everyone should be able to be managed, and especially as orthopedic surgeon, we restore mobility and life back to a lot of patients.
Sometimes patients get diseases that just can be managed, when someone has a bad arthritis in their knee, they can't do their daily activities. They can't work. A knee replacement can get them back doing all of that.
And so for patients that can't seek that healthcare, it can really change their life.
We're always working at ways to make that (more accessible)"
GOAL 1 ($250) ✅

Once upon a time, there lived a boy named Nume (nʊmɜ:). Since the day that he was born, all he did was count, and count, and count.
He counted, starting with what he was born with: 10 fingers, 2 ears, 2 legs, 8 lines on his palms, and slowly but surely, day by day, moving outwards to things further away from his eye and around him: 2 balls, a pineapple, 3 friends, 1 car, 1 machinery, and all the things that he can call “his own”.
Counting counting and counting, he realized that he needs some refreshments!! This is when the CokeTM comes in~~ He showered himself with it, as his friends woke him up from a slumber.
“Aaaah, so good to see my own people!” Said him.
His friends, his families, his lovers, are quite unsure of what to do with this counting addiction. One by one, they started moving away.
Numeric, who needs to find ways to switch his counting hunger, found a new technology called the "mirror”—“it will like you back!” they say.. with it, he believes that he can stop counting quantities of real things around him—that he will be free, and that he will be one of the greats, as long as the mirror say so!
He said: “mirror mirror on the wall, who’s the biggest of them all?” as he continue to grow everything: his body parts, his arms, his legs, eeeeverything that he thinks he’ll be able to use to make him the biggest of them all.
He said to his friends: “come hang! I’m sarsaparilla and coca cola blessed!” And he heard nothing back. He didn’t realize that he was talking to a mirror, and not to his friend. His friends have their own mirror.
Enraged by reality, especially after all his effort of becoming, he started blaming the mirror— he looked at his own reflection and realized that it started reflecting something new: the cape that he wears, the blue, the red, the diamonds, the muscles— and he believe that it’s a monster.
He called his friends, which are all centered in his mind, feeding his idea, and started to train himself to kill this “monster”.
He’d pay anything in this world to kill—blood, tears, gut, loyalty, money, time, pain, respect, pride, any possible way he’d pursue to kill this “monster” part of himself.
And he did.
He chased down this monster, killed it in a gruesome manner, put it in a bag, and threw him out in a ditch. He said “wake up!” to himself as he’s convinced that the monster is dead.
He forgot that this monster has always been a part of him. Killing it means killing him, and since he’s alive, the monster is also alive, dormant or not, awaiting for its roar to be heard sooner or later.
At least for a moment though, when the killing happens, he forgot how to count.
The end.


























































