Okay, we're not immortal, but we can have a life "almost normal"
The last eighty days have been extremely difficult in many aspects of my intra-family life.
Because of this, I simply missed the appointment with the HC neuropathic pain specialist and, if that were not enough, I completely forgot that I had to have blood tests ...
That whole thing forever: CD4, viral load, hepatic and renal indicators, cholesterol levels that simply returned to "normal levels" after gastroplasty.
With free time
There was nothing to evaluate and I was the last patient of it, *** my *** infectologist, and we talk about many, but many things even, of which only one I will share with you.
The doctor who dealt with me was chosen by me on a day when I almost put the AIDS, Still in Frei Caneca, below.
I was very rude that day with most people, but it was not without reason!
I was being victimized by a "mErDiCa" which gave to me the same attention as the spider gives the ants ... She hopes exhaust formic acid and "NHAC".
The house of AIDS
Well, chayote pastel closed the house of AIDS, set up a real fussiness (you can see here - opens in another tab) Has transformed Emílio Ribas into a congested treatment center with more than 9,000 patients.
I know, from a sure source that everything was a political maneuver that did not work, trusting in the cake and chuchu is like trusting a rattlesnake without stew ...
But this, at the moment, no longer has so much relevance. The point is that we spend the time of the consultation talking and I really like her service and, with a tightness in her heart, she was missing a lot for her retirement.
She did not answer, told me not to think about it and told me the following.
A few days ago she had received a new case, and she told me, when she saw him, in her mid-twenties, she said she thought,
"Yeah ... this one I'm sure will pass the baton to another ... Claudio knows, it's much easier to treat people. The remedies have fewer side effects (only those who chewed four IDD inserts in the 90 decade know full well what this is.
Not to mention that I read the bull and, to my horror, one of the "adverse reactions" was nothing more, nothing less than a "Fulminating pancreatitis".
The old antiretrovirals
Well, I must have left written somewhere that I remembered the look and the cynical face looking at me and prophesying six months of life ... yeah, I overcame this your prophecy in 4400% and counting ....
To tell you the truth, I try to remember his face now, but he has lost his meaning and I barely remember a white coat ....
You screwed up your asshole, and if he's alive and I know of his death I'll go there for about twenty blades of lime to make sure no weed is born on you ....
Returning to my doctor, she said to pass the staff because that life expectancy of seventy years was exceeded, left behind, There are patients close to 90 years!
Yes, I'm telling the truth! People who know me well know that I would not say such a thing if it did not come from a safe source and my doctor, whose name I will not, I will not give to transform her life into a folly of people wanting to corroborate my information.
But it is important that you who read me take care of your health.
I have a friend who was hospitalized for three months, who saw her life upside down simply because she was taken by surprise by a opportunistic infection
And ... in spite of all this, do not you think that life with HIV is similar there is a walk to the square!
There are many unpredictable complications. For a sad example, my case. I know that I have been living with HIV since 1994 and, at that time, there was no treatment. I tried to take AZT. Each AZT shot meant a section of vomiting where I vomited AZT, gastric juice and, God knows, I just did not vomit my stomach because it could not rise. I held on for two days. And I did not know because I simply thought,
"Let's do an HIV test and see what happens" ...
I had viral meningitis and escaped alive was because God deemed it best.
So, use condoms, because this thing of ah! He does not look like he has AIDS, I am this one, from the photo next door! And ... if I were a bastard ... Fortunately I'm not like that ... Thank God ... But in the past, when I still felt free and uninhibited, because I really was, a lot of girls went away in anger, calling me " Viadinho "just because I made a point of using the condom ...
Reflecting on this point, right now, it would have been very likely that it was already contaminated, or was carrying another STD such as HPV infection or even HCV, the Hepatitis C virus, which is also transmissible through sexual intercourse and, for To my happiness, she left.
God knows what he does…
And I advise you to try to have safe sex and, married ladies, prepare your hearts.
In two or three days I will have finished revising the translation of a text that can fall like a bomb in their heads. I'll post the link here when I'm done.
Yes ... it's true, our life expectancy has no more limits.
And if there is no limit to live ... also there are no limits to dream!
I further declare that, although for us, people living with HIV or AIDS There are practically no limits to live and dream.
One must consider that life with HIV is much more difficult than the lives of people with HIV or AIDS.
In spite of being said to be "almost seronegativos" is a faint affirmation whose unseen consequences.