Went in to have blood taken again yesterday, will get results on the 30th. As always, I stressed out about it beforehand, but the appointment itself was quite enjoyable. Was nice to chat to the nurse who's taken my blood a few times in the past and making jokes like,
"Hello, it's been a while since we've seen you here!"
"No offence, but surely that's a good thing!"
Going every week over Christmas really wasn't a good look, so I'm very glad to be done with that. Hopefully, I won't get that trigger-level phone call telling me to come in urgently next week because I've dipped below 200, but I doubt that's likely.
While I was there, though, I did book in an appointment with a health advisor so my boyfriend and I can sit down with someone and get advice on how to make sure we remain a serodiscordant couple. I know they'll not tell either of us anything we couldn't work out for ourselves, but sometimes it's good to dedicate a little time to talking it through with a third party.
Temptation is to do a list and ask for an "Ok" or "Not ok" answer, like a ticklist.
"Can I cum in his ear?"
"Can I wank off with his blood all over my cock?"
"Can I cut him with a knife and fuck the hole?"
and so on. However, I've got a feeling it'd be like asking how much stuff costs in poundland, which is, of course, the funniest thing ever, but might spoil the gravitas of the situation. I'm a plague dog and should ever be reminded of that.
Tags:
HIV,
Serodiscordance,
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