Sociologist's AIDS Network

When an adult suffers from baby illness, it's extraordinary painful. Simply because it occurred to me on the late Soviet time once I caught measles, was bedridden for 3 days with a fever warmth of 40C and was going to die. However then a doctor got here, identified the rubeola, I used to be taken to a specialized hospital and alive and kicking in a couple of days.

I will never forget those three days - an terrible headache, general muzziness because of excessive temperature and in three days no ideas however these of quick and desired death. Within the hospital I met a man of about 50 who advised me his case history. Additional narration is from the primary person. 

I'm not younger already and all my age mates usually membership to start complaining of their illnesses - some have ulcer, others - pressure issues, etc. And I sit like an asshole and might't preserve the ball rolling since have no serious diseases.  There finally I fall sick, which made me really happy. "They will remedy me" - I thought - "so ultimately I will have a great reason to beat gums with my aces". I found myself in a contagious isolation ward of Botkin's surrounded only by those with Joe Trots and the place everyone carries his own altar in their arms. I used to be also given my very own altar. I really joined the club. They analyze me however cannot discover anything. At these times there appeared first experiences of HIV-optimistic people in newspapers. The first one, as far as I keep in mind, was a fellow from the overseas commerce group - a homosexual. That was the one association with AIDS. After failing to make a diagnosis the docs decided that I had AIDS. And started placing me to the question. "Suppose you sleep with pants, come clean, we are medical doctors in any case". I deny this but they do not believe me. They are saying: "Come on, faggot, we preserve the medical secrecy".  Thus, per week passes (in three weeks I gave up).

I come as much as my physician and say: "All right, guys, make a prognosis and treat me, I may take it until the day after tomorrow, or else I'll leap out of the window - cannot stand it anymore". The subsequent day they maintain an everyday council when a pediatrician wanders in by mistake. On examining me, she diagnoses rubeola proceeding with out visible hives for some cause, which prevented to make the prognosis right.  The day earlier than yesterday I was introduced here and now I am well. The only factor I am distressed about is that it is even shameful to tell men about my experience - they talk about completely different serious ailments there and I've a baby illness which is shameful to talk about not to mention personal altars and how they passed me for a faggot. Then I've to carry my tongue.