31 August 2009

I FIND OUT!

18 March 2004, 9 a.m. I had an appointment with a doctor that turned out to be an infections disease doctor. Boy was she mad at me! A case of shingles finally got me to get tested again for HIV. The social worker said if it's okay you don't have to come in, but if we need to see you, that's a different story. Charming.

So there I was all alone as I have been all my life. The whole visit was surreal and still is to me. I had 3 t-cells. Not only did I have HIV, but I was fully diagnosed as an AIDS patient because of that lucky number.

She ran a bunch of tests and gave me prescriptions and set me up for further lab testing. I was in a fog. The social worker wanted a list of my sexual partners, I was in a 'monogamous' relationship or so I thought. I gave no names since I didn't know any and promised to tell my partner.

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