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I received my diagnosis in 1985, actually on the date of my 25th birthday...I knew that it was going to be positive, I'd had an eppifiny even though I'd lived the last 7 years in Anchorage Alaska by this time I had relocated to Benicia a sleepy hollow 45 miles out of San Francisco, at the urging of a platonic friend I went and got tested. The testing site had no clue as to what they were doing. Take blood, send it to New York city the only place that did the testing way back then, after they did
Not entirely true. Before it was given the name GRID, in 1980 there was a ward of Davies Medical Center (in which I spent two weeks while the Drs tried to understand what I was going through and what was the cause [it was my sero-conversion nightmare of body ache, nausea, headache, diarrhea...repeat]) where dozens of young men were going through the first symptoms of sero-conversion and AIDS Opportunistic Infections years before the Med teams knew what just landed in their laps. The plague.
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The results had to be mailed back to San Francisco 'cuz they didn't have internet back then. I actually felt sad for the lady giving me the results, she was hesitant and basically stamared, "Oh...I don't know how to tell you this" so I just blurted out "Oh it's positive I'm sure" she simply agreed then let me walk out the door. I knew then as I had suspected in Alaska that it was indeed my journey to prove that it wasn't the death sentence thought to be. I in fact got my first treatment on ward
December 12, 2018 • Ca