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Mazi_Omenuko: I stood staring at the hiv result I had in my hands!

A hiv result belonging to another guy had been given to me and I never knew. How could I have missed such important detail? Down at the lab, I had been alerted when the receptionist took the report to the lab scientist. I had skipped the columns for personal info after the lab scientist had tols me my status and took my eyes straight down to the bottom page to check the status as I had earlier seen in chifawu’s.

Standing inside my room that faithful day, I was overwhelmed with mixed reaction. I part of me was relieved that the result wasn’t mine, and another part cursed me for being so stupid.

I had lived with hiv for 3 weeks, a hiv that didn’t belong to me! I stared at my angel sitting on the sofa and looking at me. it was obvious that she too was perplexed.

“How did you miss this important detail; your biodata?” she questioned. “we have to go to the school of health for another test.” She said and stood up.

But I couldn’t move!

Few weeks back, a girl had dragged me to do a hiv test and the result nearly killed me. Here again, barely ten minutes after gaining my life back, someone wants to drag me to the lab for another test.

“I’m not going anywhere!” I declared.

How dare she! I just got my life back and she wants to take it away from me again.

“you must do a second test to end all these confusion.” She said to me.

“what if it turns out positive again?” I asked almost in tears.

She stood and faced me, looking deep into my eyes. “I’m not giving up on you, either positive or negative.” She said to me.

Then I made up my mind to do a second test.

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I stayed at the waiting room inside the school of health and waited for my result.

I had done the test the previous day, together with Esther, who helped me in filling the forms and other small things required.

My heart was pounding fast as I waited patiently. Esther left her unit to join me at the waiting room.

“you look tensed.” She observed.

“no, I’m not.” I lied.

I couldn’t imagine what will be my fate if the result turns out positive again.
The receptionist , came out from the lab with bundles of test results. I waited patiently as she sorted them out, then invited me to come for mine.
I picked it from her desk. It was stapled as she handed it to me, with my name boldly written at the folded back page. I stood, my heart pounding fast. I handed the result to Esther, who stood beside me.

“open it.” I said to her. She opened it and read through the contents before looking up to me with a sad expression. She looked disappointed and I feared the worst had happened. My heart was about to explode out from my heart. Then her expression changed and she smiled as she handed the result back to me.

“its negative.”

I grabbed the paper and scanned through it, ensuring it had the correct biodata. Then I found the column for the summary. It listed some test results based on count of antibodies. Then the summary was that I was hiv negative.

I was so overwhelmed with joy that I hugged Esther. She didn’t anticipate it, neither did she hold back. She held me firmly as we stood on the centre of the waiting room, oblivious of others inside the room.

“you are my angel.” I whispered into her ears as I held her tight on my body.

She laughed and pulled herself out finally.

“this calls for celebration.” She said.

“of course, and I’m celebrating it with you.” I said.

“I will be waiting for you in my room.” I informed her as she saw me off.

“I will try and finish up on time.” She said and I headed home to my room, a new person, a changed man, full of life and vigour.
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I got to my room, turned on my stereo and played my wyclef to the highest volume my stereo could produce. I danced around my room with a bottle of wine in my hand.

I went back to the drawer where I kept my condom and brought all of them out.

There and then I made a pact with my condoms that never will I travel down any warm path without them again, whatever the situation may be. I and my condoms agreed to be best of buddies.

I needed something to seal the deal with.

Alas! I remembered, I had a date with my angel. . .

Wouldn't it be wonderful to seal the deal with an angel. . .

I’m back to the game! ! ! ! I whispered to myself.