I don't even know how to write this review, as someone working in HIV care. When I went to work yesterday, a colleague who worked in the quarantine center came over for dinner and told me that a father had just brought his HIV-positive son over to collect medicine. He said the child was scared, but his father kept reassuring him that AIDS was just a chronic disease and could be controlled. How much do they know about AIDS? Maybe some people will frantically collect materials when faced with this problem, or maybe they will take the past knowledge as everything and wait quietly for the judgment of fate. Part of our work is tied to AIDS, testing, identifying, organizing, caring. Feminine and masculine are part of our everyday conversations. Every day, talking, shaking hands, hugging with potentially positive patients. Every colleague has to have blood tests on a regular basis. The test is fast, as fast as a pregnancy test.
It sounds heavy, but it's not at all. We are very happy and love the job, and I can even say that I have re-acquainted myself after going to work. Like a colleague said, you think positive patients need caring and compassion, not at all. All are ordinary people, with equal weight of joy and sorrow, no one can sympathize with others. Everyone needs to fight for the balance of life, it's not just them pulling the rope tightly.
Although AIDS cannot be completely cured so far, many people still have not given up on finding a comprehensive treatment method and have not given up hope of living hard. We can't pretend to be optimistic or how uplifting, but accept it, control it, hold on to it. It,s not a phrase, it is my life.
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