After several months of not seeing and hearing from each other, LA, my non-mutant ex suitor, and I met again about a week ago. He was late, as usual. But this time, he asked to move our meeting time 30 minutes later. I didn't mind.
He looked pretty much the same from the last time I saw him. Skinny as he was before and still wearing braces on his teeth, he was donning a simple black shirt, maong shorts, and a pair of sneakers.
Uncertainty is the only certainty there is in life. ~ I am a doctor, and this is my uncertain life after HIV.
Monday, June 30, 2014
Saturday, June 21, 2014
Something Noble... Or Maybe Not (1 of 2)
I
can no longer recall how many times I have actually visited RITM Satellite Clinic,
bringing non-mutant friends there to have them tested for HIV. So far, all of whom I have
accompanied were all non-reactive to HIV.
One day in the month of love, couples, red shirts and dresses, cupids, and bitter singles, I convinced a non-mutant suitor, LA, to get tested for HIV. And I thought I did something noble. Or maybe not.
One day in the month of love, couples, red shirts and dresses, cupids, and bitter singles, I convinced a non-mutant suitor, LA, to get tested for HIV. And I thought I did something noble. Or maybe not.
Saturday, June 14, 2014
Crying Over Spilled Milk
I know there's no point in crying over spilled milk. Pero recently kasi, I think I have known who gave me this gift... or curse, however you want to see it. No grudge or whatsoever. I just wanted to share this story here in my blog, for the purpose of documentation. *chuckles*
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