Updating You

Not sure if this blog fell off everyone's radars this last month or two. When I changed over to blogger beta, it linked everything together through my gmail account and it became quite easy to get to my identity through this, which isn't something I was really prepared to risk, so I made the blog private for a little while. It's sorted now, so things should be ok.

That said, as much as no news is good news, good news is no news, so there's not been that much to say on here of late.

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These results are starting to sound like buses. Another set of bloods back, another reassurance that nothing's happening yet that needs any kind of intervention. Given that there's plenty of friends of mine who have had it for a decade, or longer, who don't need medication, I wonder if perhaps I was a bit of a fool to think there was any point in thinking about the infection at all. Sure, it's a pain, and it's certainly a factor that damages relationships for me - not because of their fear of me infecting them, but more because of my own anxiety about it meaning I'm left overcompensating, hoping that they'll like me in spite of the virus.