And I wasn't going just to visit somebody.
I needed help.
I needed to be checked for AIDS. Now I should say before my parents
hit the floor that I haven't been poking myself with used needles and
I haven't been doing anything that could make them into grand-parents
anytime soon. I needed it checked to finalize my papers that let me
stay in the country. I won't know until tomorrow whether I got it or
not but I feel like my chances are pretty good of the test coming up
negative (as I understand, negative is a good thing).
The hospital was made sometime in the 60's and it feels a little like
walking down the tile hallways in Tier at the University, except more
run down and with people lining the hallways. I got there at 8:00 and
waited with all the moms and their babies who also wanted a blood test
(the kid next to me threw up and her mom caught it in her hand.
That's loving your child!!). Finally at 10:00 I got in. I was
relieved that everything was sterile and I let the man know that I'd
rather not get AIDS while getting a test for AIDS. He laughed.
Anyways, I'll go back tomorrow to see if I can stay in the country
AIDS-free. Otherwise, see you next week.
4 comments:
That is pretty much the best blog post I've read all month, I laughed and laughed!! I'm thinking of you all the time Tim, Run Strong.
Love,
Steve
Tim, that's hilarious! I was sitting in my classroom in winkler as i read this and i started laughing so hard i almost had to close the door so people wouldn't think i was dying.
Also, I was going to comment on your last blog about you sleeping through your alarm....you know how it went down in the spring.
Sounds like things are going well!
Me gustas tu,
Joey
(i know that's horrible spanish, but it's from a song i heard once)
Well said... haha.... Hope you're not at your home on Beverly reading this.... lol
Hilarious, Tim. Good to know you're doing well! You're in my prayers.
Kyla
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