danemodsandy
Well-known member
Let's Look at the Bright Side:
I know that the new drugs are not everything the pharmaceutical industry would like people to believe, but they have turned a certain death sentence into a medical condition that can be managed, hopefully until such time as even better medicines come along.
We no longer get that "sinking feeling" when we realise we haven't seen a friend in a while.
We no longer see concealer makeup slathered over mysterious bumps.
We no longer hear people coming up with elaborate "cover stories" to explain weight loss.
We no longer have to play Telephone Detective to locate people we haven't heard from in a while, eventually ending up talking to a hostile parent who is ashamed of what their child has contracted, and who really doesn't want to talk about it.
We aren't making endless hospital visits, only to find the laughing, sexy, vital friends we knew wasted to near-skeletal weight and in terrifying despair.
We don't shun those who are infected because we have misinformation about what spreads HIV and what does not.
We don't go to nearly as many funerals, and when we do, we aren't coping as often with family who clearly wish none of "those people" were present.
We don't end up forever talking about the latest theories and therapies at parties or at bars, searching for pitiful scraps of hope.
We are informed, we are protected, and we have a fallback position if something goes wrong. I personally know of 24 people who would have given anything - anything - if such a situation had existed when they were sick.
It ain't perfect now. It is better.
I know that the new drugs are not everything the pharmaceutical industry would like people to believe, but they have turned a certain death sentence into a medical condition that can be managed, hopefully until such time as even better medicines come along.
We no longer get that "sinking feeling" when we realise we haven't seen a friend in a while.
We no longer see concealer makeup slathered over mysterious bumps.
We no longer hear people coming up with elaborate "cover stories" to explain weight loss.
We no longer have to play Telephone Detective to locate people we haven't heard from in a while, eventually ending up talking to a hostile parent who is ashamed of what their child has contracted, and who really doesn't want to talk about it.
We aren't making endless hospital visits, only to find the laughing, sexy, vital friends we knew wasted to near-skeletal weight and in terrifying despair.
We don't shun those who are infected because we have misinformation about what spreads HIV and what does not.
We don't go to nearly as many funerals, and when we do, we aren't coping as often with family who clearly wish none of "those people" were present.
We don't end up forever talking about the latest theories and therapies at parties or at bars, searching for pitiful scraps of hope.
We are informed, we are protected, and we have a fallback position if something goes wrong. I personally know of 24 people who would have given anything - anything - if such a situation had existed when they were sick.
It ain't perfect now. It is better.