I got desperately ill and started wasting aware while having high fevers and infections. It was 1981, and the doctors came into my room at St Francis hospital and told me I was going to die. I had "this new cancer attacking gay men".
Long story short: the diagnosis was wrong. I had surgery to remove a piece of necrotic tissue and infection and magically returned to good health and normal weight. Well, above normal weight.
So now the doctors wanted to know why I didn't have AIDS. I was young,handsome, gay, and having a good time. Two years later, my doctor called me up and asked me if I would be interested in participating in a study. He said that there appeared to be some people who were resistant or immune from AIDS. He said that they appeared to be people of British ancestry, particularly of northern English heritage. He said he would call me back. He was hit by a car and died shortly after that and I didn't hear anything about this for years. I assumed they discontinued the study rather than promote the idea that some people are immune, and perhaps open the door to people not taking precautions.
There is a way to avoid exposure to many diseases, but it's still nice to have cures and vaccines against them.
I know it rocks people's worlds, but truly the only way to know that you are safe from sexually transmitted diseases is to never have sex. If you are having sex with another person, you are at risk. You might not be at the same risk as someone else. You might be correct to trust the person you are having sex with, but there is the possibility that that person is not telling you the truth.
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