I saw something written on my Facebook timeline that made me shake my head in shame.
I felt a little shame for the statements and shame for the person who wrote it. I thought they were a bit more far along in being supportive of person's living with HIV. The shame I felt morphed into anger. Anger that folks are still using language like this, in 2016.
Checking in with my Facebook HIV group and my son asks me, "Do people take issue that you may be spending too much time with HIV stuff?"
Last week many "celebrated" World AIDS Day. I am the sole pastor of a congregation with many challenges, and so I am not able to simply take off. I make time, when I am able.
So this year, I was chosen as one of POZ's 100 Long-Term Survivors ... and I guess, oddly enough you can say that I am very grateful. Twenty-seven years of living with this disease is nothing short of miraculous; but the miracle goes way beyond me, way beyond those living today. I feel the recognition belongs to many other people.
If I remember correctly, I had just had my fill of people commenting on my weight, or rather, weight loss.
I did something unusual today. I took pictures of my body. Noooo ... not those kind of pictures! :-) But pictures of my arms, my legs and my tummy, to educate the masses (or those of you who do not understand), what HIV/AIDS medications do to our bodies.
This led to a perfect "why do you ask that question(?) moment." I am not saying that folks have not contracted HIV through a transfusion, because it was commonplace, until organizations/institutions began tightening up on checking blood supplies.
I am grateful for this National HIV/AIDS Long Term Survivors Awareness Day! It has given me time to reflect on my journey.
Somewhere in the world, life is contingent upon performing a service to provide for the family, somewhere there are places where rules are bent, persons are bent over and forced to their knees, for a roof over their heads and their daily bread.
Trying to get up and get moving. Doctor visit in Center City, and wouldn't you know it ... it's a sh*tty morning! Figuratively and LITERALLY.
I jumped out of bed this morning, remembering what day it was! It is "National Women and Girls HIV/AIDS Awareness Day"! I had just the right shoe for it! The red pumps I wore for my 60th birthday celebration a few weeks ago!