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This is not just another anxious about HIV thread. This time I'm really anxious and suspicious of having contracted HIV, and I tell you why I think so. (heads up, it's a looong story)
Some months ago some small warts came out on my face, on the bearded region mainly. I had treatment with an acid I got at the pharmacy, the warts disappeared and came out again, and a few more. Then I went to the dermatologist, who my mother warned me was good but very brutish in manners, and the first thing she said when seeing my face was 'Are you HIV POSITIVE... or negative...??' (with more emphasis on the positive). Then she was surprised by how many warts appeared (I had like four small ones by then). She treated them and then I went home wondering about her first comment, she didn't even asked me if I was a smoker, or drinker, or anything.
Then I told my mother how insensitive she was (without mentioning her HIV question), and she said she's always like that, and some people even hate her for that. My mother has had many wart treatments too, so that was a relief too, maybe we're genetically prone to this.
Then I googled to see if there's any connection between facial warts and HIV, and some sites suggested that they could be linked, some men could experience warts in the bearded region as a consequence of lower defenses (that's when I started worrying more seriously).
So the day after I went to had blood taken. The funny thing is that I had that day booked to do a general health exam that I needed for my job (cholesterol, diabetes, syphilis, and etc). In my country it's compulsory to do this GH exam every 2 years. But I asked the doctor to include HIV in the exam, so I had my general exam and HIV in the test.
This year I had some unsafe sex. The first one was earlier this year, with a fuck buddy, who's quite new in the gay sex scene. I was topping him with a condom, but it broke. We didn't worry much, I told him I was clean (which I was at the time), and he told me the same, and he didn't have much experience, so the chances were fewer. Then I got a bf, who's still my bf and we're in a very good relationship. There were a few occasions in which we got carried away and he topped me without condom (though he never came inside), but the vast majority of times we wore the condom, and even some times he tipped his cocked inside, and then put the condom on to a more serious fucking. Those were the only times when I could have caught the virus.
So with this in mind, and with my dermatologist's blunt remark, I had an anxious week waiting for the results, and on Sunday night I even got nervous when trying to sleep, so I couldn't sleep well... And today was the great day, when I'd get this off my chest.
So I went to the hospital trying to be calm, being psychologically ready, when I got to the counter and asked for my exam results. The woman loaded my information in her computer, and then asked me if I had taken the exam there... I said yes, and then she said that she didn't have the results yet.
I complained cos they had promised to have them by today. Then the woman behind her (without really paying attention to my name or anything) said that they did the general health exam, but forgot the HIV one... Then the woman at the counter said I had to take the exam again and printed a document citing me for another test exam.
I said why did I have to do it again, and she said she didn't know, but the computer said so. I looked at her puzzled, and the only thing she did was put a stamp on the document saying 'Mon-Fri 7.30 to 12, 8-hour fast'. And she read that, gave it to me, and that was it...
I felt devastated, I couldn't get this off my chest yet, I have to go there again next week (cos it's Friday today!), and when I was on the bus, I read that the document said (translated from Spanish) 'HIV: New sample required to corroborate results'
After reading this I wanted to die. I had to go somewhere else and I put a mask on my face and carried on, till I got home alone, and started to cry like I haven't done in years (I hardly ever cry).
I really fear that I got HIV and I tested positive, so they want to re do the exam to check the results. The warts on my face might be the symptom.
And now I have the weekend ahead, so I can't do anything till Monday, but I don't think it'll be easy to relax. And I'm sure my bf will call me to invite me over and spend the weekend together, which we always do.
He doesn't know anything yet, cos I didn't want to pass my anxiousness on to him until I got the results. But now, after today, I'm really fearful, and I don't know if I can hide my fear anymore, but I don't even want to tell him yet, since I'll get him anxious and it's Friday and we can't do anything till Monday, and maybe I still come out negative!
So yes, I still have the hope I may come out negative. Maybe they forgot that they had to test my blood for HIV, and carried out the general test only (which they did, and the results were good). I hope that's the reason, cos it's the only chance I have left.
I just wanted to express this here, since I don't want to tell this to anybody yet. Imagine, if I say all this to my mother, she'll die, and maybe in vain if I end up being negative. So thanks for reading and any comments welcome, and I really really hope I can post a comment next week saying I'm negative.
If that's the case, I'd feel as if I had got an extra life, and I'll make an internal party to celebrate!!! (And be more responsible next time with my bf as well!!!)
Some months ago some small warts came out on my face, on the bearded region mainly. I had treatment with an acid I got at the pharmacy, the warts disappeared and came out again, and a few more. Then I went to the dermatologist, who my mother warned me was good but very brutish in manners, and the first thing she said when seeing my face was 'Are you HIV POSITIVE... or negative...??' (with more emphasis on the positive). Then she was surprised by how many warts appeared (I had like four small ones by then). She treated them and then I went home wondering about her first comment, she didn't even asked me if I was a smoker, or drinker, or anything.
Then I told my mother how insensitive she was (without mentioning her HIV question), and she said she's always like that, and some people even hate her for that. My mother has had many wart treatments too, so that was a relief too, maybe we're genetically prone to this.
Then I googled to see if there's any connection between facial warts and HIV, and some sites suggested that they could be linked, some men could experience warts in the bearded region as a consequence of lower defenses (that's when I started worrying more seriously).
So the day after I went to had blood taken. The funny thing is that I had that day booked to do a general health exam that I needed for my job (cholesterol, diabetes, syphilis, and etc). In my country it's compulsory to do this GH exam every 2 years. But I asked the doctor to include HIV in the exam, so I had my general exam and HIV in the test.
This year I had some unsafe sex. The first one was earlier this year, with a fuck buddy, who's quite new in the gay sex scene. I was topping him with a condom, but it broke. We didn't worry much, I told him I was clean (which I was at the time), and he told me the same, and he didn't have much experience, so the chances were fewer. Then I got a bf, who's still my bf and we're in a very good relationship. There were a few occasions in which we got carried away and he topped me without condom (though he never came inside), but the vast majority of times we wore the condom, and even some times he tipped his cocked inside, and then put the condom on to a more serious fucking. Those were the only times when I could have caught the virus.
So with this in mind, and with my dermatologist's blunt remark, I had an anxious week waiting for the results, and on Sunday night I even got nervous when trying to sleep, so I couldn't sleep well... And today was the great day, when I'd get this off my chest.
So I went to the hospital trying to be calm, being psychologically ready, when I got to the counter and asked for my exam results. The woman loaded my information in her computer, and then asked me if I had taken the exam there... I said yes, and then she said that she didn't have the results yet.
I complained cos they had promised to have them by today. Then the woman behind her (without really paying attention to my name or anything) said that they did the general health exam, but forgot the HIV one... Then the woman at the counter said I had to take the exam again and printed a document citing me for another test exam.
I said why did I have to do it again, and she said she didn't know, but the computer said so. I looked at her puzzled, and the only thing she did was put a stamp on the document saying 'Mon-Fri 7.30 to 12, 8-hour fast'. And she read that, gave it to me, and that was it...
I felt devastated, I couldn't get this off my chest yet, I have to go there again next week (cos it's Friday today!), and when I was on the bus, I read that the document said (translated from Spanish) 'HIV: New sample required to corroborate results'
After reading this I wanted to die. I had to go somewhere else and I put a mask on my face and carried on, till I got home alone, and started to cry like I haven't done in years (I hardly ever cry).
I really fear that I got HIV and I tested positive, so they want to re do the exam to check the results. The warts on my face might be the symptom.
And now I have the weekend ahead, so I can't do anything till Monday, but I don't think it'll be easy to relax. And I'm sure my bf will call me to invite me over and spend the weekend together, which we always do.
He doesn't know anything yet, cos I didn't want to pass my anxiousness on to him until I got the results. But now, after today, I'm really fearful, and I don't know if I can hide my fear anymore, but I don't even want to tell him yet, since I'll get him anxious and it's Friday and we can't do anything till Monday, and maybe I still come out negative!
So yes, I still have the hope I may come out negative. Maybe they forgot that they had to test my blood for HIV, and carried out the general test only (which they did, and the results were good). I hope that's the reason, cos it's the only chance I have left.
I just wanted to express this here, since I don't want to tell this to anybody yet. Imagine, if I say all this to my mother, she'll die, and maybe in vain if I end up being negative. So thanks for reading and any comments welcome, and I really really hope I can post a comment next week saying I'm negative.
If that's the case, I'd feel as if I had got an extra life, and I'll make an internal party to celebrate!!! (And be more responsible next time with my bf as well!!!)















