As much as I hate to voluntarily walk into a hospital, I had to do it earlier this month since I wanted to get tested for STI/STD…
The moment you mention to anyone you are getting tested, some sort of cynical breath comes straight out of their mouth—-as if you’ve killed someone or you’ve been MESSING about.
If you have a ‘sexual’ partner, it is always good to have certain things checked once a while. No matter how much you trust the person or the number of protections you wear, it sounds good to check that you are as safe as you think —trust is just not enough for some of us.
After blood and swab were taken for all the STI’s including HIV, Syphilis and Gonorrhoea—-I was told I needed to wait for a week or more to call an automated system with my index number and date of birth to check my result… The last time I did it, result was given on same day.
Sounds pretty straightforward but then on my way back, all manner of crazy thoughts started rocketing through my mind.
I’ve heard of a case where a Doctor mistakenly through blood transfusion gave a patient HIV, and since I’ve had a transfusion before, my mind suggested that as probability even though I know I have been SAFE sexually. And I’ve also heard of some weird barber shop cut infections…
Strangely, getting tested was not that difficult for me. Apart from the fact that I hate how hospitals’ smell which I believe most people do too, walking into the test centre was not a big deal.
But having to wait for days to know if there is something wrong with me or not got me worried with each night passing by.
I knew I had been carefully but still, my mind was overshadowed by random things and countless probabilities of the worse.
Eventually, my result came and all were NEGATIVE. It was after this that I went back to my old self…
The questions are; when was the last time you got tested for STI? And how was the feeling like? I know people who have never had such a test done so if you have never done it too, you are not alone so just say so…
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