Life As You Recount It

By gehrett

Always Something There to Remind Me

In a few days it will be exactly ten years since I was diagnosed with HIV/AIDS. Oddly enough, today I returned to the GP surgery that misdiagnosed me (I was told that I had bronchitis.) in order to get my prescription for Atripla filled. As I haven't used the NHS since I was diagnosed, I was unaware that I would need to go to the local sexual health clinic to get my drugs. While they will be easy to obtain, the fact that I rely on them to survive became even more evident to me today. While the side effects of the drugs are only a slight reminder of the life I now lead, the notion that I can't live without them consumed my thoughts even more than usual today.

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