I finally got my viral load results last week when I went to see my doctor for my ARV refill. And I got the best news. My viral load went undetectable. It was only less than 34 copies to be exact with. I have not had the chance to have my own copy yet. But I trust my doctor wouldn't give me that information if it wasn't true. So anyway. I am really happy that finally the living virus inside me is supressed.
So what is a viral load? I got this online.
While I was at the clinic the day I got my results. I met this guy named JR.
He somehow noticed my battle scars from my arms. I guess it takes one to know one.
By the way. Update with how my the scars in my arms look like. This picture i guess was taken about a week ago when i was supposed to blog about health update but had no time coz of work.
Anyway. This JR guy talked to me while we were waiting for the doctor to arrive at the hospital. He opened a conversation with something like "so how long have you had it?"
I tried to look confused. As if I dont know what he is talking about. And before i could even answer he showed his "battle scars" too. Saying that he too got it before.
I never really thought we would have the same condition. Knowing that he weighs heavier than me. About 80kgs. (Sorry. But i heard his weight while it was being checked by the receptionist. So dont judge me. Lol) on the other side. Im already at 71kgs. So yeah. We looked healthly.
He started sharing his story. He shared that he was in and out of the hospital last year. Accumulating about 9 hospital confinement in a year.
I was shocked. He shared his frustrations. His pains. His questions. I remained silent. I listened to him very closely. The only thing he kept on saying is "I don't know who gave this to me"
He also admitted having a promscious lifestyle before.
I did my share of sharing my story. But it wasn't as detailed as his.
As we carry on our conversation in the clinic while waiting for the doctor nearly 2 hours. I noticed how he smiled everytime he opens up a topic about his condition. And behind that smile. I kind of felt that he was crying inside.
It was his first time talking to someone who had the same condition as his.
Unlike me who've met people with hiv in manila and cebu. He only has me to talk with about his condition. A condition we both share.
I was amazed on how he actually asked me questions. Questions that I think he should probably know about more than anyone else. Like how hiv is transmitted. Viral load. Arv adherance. Questions usually being asked by those i considered "the lucky ones".
I answered all of his questions to satisfy his curiousity. And to back him up with some useful details too.
After about 2 hours of talking. We parted ways and went on with our thing.
The talk i had with him was unexpected. But i felt blessed to have shared something to him. I felt honored to have heard his story. I hope somehow i was able to enlighten him about our condition. That amidst everything. Life goes on.
With or without hiv. Life fucks you up so bad anyway. Its always about how you deal with it.
Right now im kind of recovering from a flu. It wasn't serious. I guess te weather here is just kind of new to me. I will just enjoy and savor time with travel and everything in between.
-Z
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