Silver Lining

It was shortly before midnight on a chilly January evening, and mist obscured parts of the tree-lined roads while driving when I met with ‘the’ accident that turned my life upside down. On one of its darkest stretches the road turned and what I remember thereafter is quite a blur. Apparently, I had met with an accident and was found later into the night. By the time I was rushed to the hospital, I had lost a lot of blood.

Those two units of blood saved my life only to reveal later that I had contracted HIV. As fate would have it, the blood I received was infected with HIV. Evidently, the doctors couldn’t detect the virus. I later found out some viruses have a window period during which the virus doesn’t show in the blood test. So, if a person contracts HIV today and decides to donate blood the next day, the laboratory that tests the blood will not detect the virus in it. The window period for HIV is usually between 3 weeks and three months, depending on the technology used at the laboratory. Even the best available technology in the market right now-the Nucleic Acid Amplification Test-only reduces the window period to seven days. Hence, nothing could have been done.

It’s been two years since that incidence now, I thought sitting at my cluttered office desk. Working at an investment bank can be really tiring. But it was for my ever so supportive and understanding colleagues and seniors that I am able to pull off my work as efficiently as ever. I wonder what the scenario would have been like if I were in the ’90s when the attitude of people towards this disease rested largely on ignorance. In olden days, the general belief that HIV/AIDS is contracted by casual relationships, made about 80% people uncomfortable to share their food with or have casual contact with an HIV/AIDS sufferer. This behaviour drove persons with HIV/AIDS underground, with detrimental consequences to the community. Out of fear of stigmatization, they failed to declare their health status and thus were deprived of the drugs, health care benefits and treatment that they so needed. My train of thoughts was brought to a halt when a close friend of mine popped her head into my cabin and brought coffee for both of us. She remembered my favourite- hazelnut.

While growing up, what I learnt at school about HIV is completely different from how I understand it now. We knew it as an STD, so rendered it contemptible. With such an image in our minds, we ceased ourselves of the opportunities of discussions with our friends, teachers or parents, and understand its true nature. Understanding young people’s knowledge and attitude towards HIV related issues and the provision of HIV education are important for a number of reasons. At the present time, HIV can only be prevented through protective stance and behaviour change. If young people are to reduce their risk from HIV/AIDS and other STDs, it is imperative that they know what risks exist and how to avoid them.

Apparently, HIV can be spread by several ways like sharing needles, syringes, etc with someone who is infected. Through unprotected sex. Babies born to HIV positive women can be infected before or during pregnancy or through breastfeeding after birth. There is always a risk of transmission in health care settings via infected needles or sharp objects. But back then, for us, HIV was the result of personal irresponsibility or moral faults. HIV meant death. I would still have felt the same if I hadn’t met that old lady. The moment I found out about my condition, all hell broke loose within me. Finished was the word that came to my mind. Finished with my aspirations, my plans, my feelings…everything. I cried day in and out trying to figure out what I’d done to deserve this. Tried to keep a brave face in front of my parents, but the look in their grieving eyes made me crumble from within. Misery saw no end for me.

One morning, in the hospital room, going through some old photographs of my brother and me when I heard a knock at my door. The door opened slowly and a remarkably beautiful old face peered in. She smiled and said, “Oh hello there. How are you this morning?”. Before I could say anything, she walked in and sat beside me. “Chocolates?”, she asked as she opened a square tinned box. She took some bead-shaped chocolates and handed over the box to me. “I heard your mother cry last night. I know what she is going through,’’ she said as though she was trying to remember something. Then she smiled her splendid smile and said, “ Believe me, you would want to be braver, not only for her but also for yourself.” Perhaps she knew my condition. And for the first time then, I let my true feelings and fear of death and the life that I will never get to live surface. “ It is not the count of days that matters, dear, but the meaning that we add to them do,” she said solemnly. “ No point wasting time pondering over something you won’t have. And now that you have comparatively less time, why not focus on the kind of life you always wanted to live?”. She smiled encouragingly and said, “ Strive for your goals, reach as high as you can and then reach a little higher still. There you will find a possibility. And when prayer becomes your habit, miracle becomes your lifestyle.” I was completely fascinated by her. “And as for death,” she added, “it feeds on fear. It’s gruesome that way. If you want to make your life and death beautiful, then rise above your fears and when death comes, greet it as an old friend.” She quickly glanced at her watch and stood up to leave. With a smile she planted a kiss on my forehead and left, leaving behind a flowery fragrance about the room and the box of chocolates.

I didn’t know why she came to me or who she was. But I knew that she was someone who had seen enough life for she was now a believer. And now, I began to understand what I had to do. I joined my work back as soon as I was out of the hospital and my boss was very glad to have me back. I put in extra zeal into my work, and simultaneously enjoyed the extra care and affection that I received from my co-workers and family members. I made a list of books that I had to read and the places that I had always wanted to visit. I talked more, laughed more. I set out to know more about HIV/AIDS. Starting with history, a pandemic disease, HIV is believed to have originated in west-central Africa during the late 19th or early 20th century. AIDS was first recognized by the US Centers for Disease Control and Prevention (CDC) in 1981. The human immunodeficiency virus that causes HIV infection and over time, Acquired Immunodeficiency Syndrome (AIDS), otherwise known as Slim Disease. HIV breaks down the body’s immune system by depleting CD4+ T cells making us vulnerable to numerous diseases and neoplasms. Right now, it causes about 1.1 million deaths per year.

In India, the departure of 2014, saw 11.50% of all the deaths caused globally by AIDS, ranking India 3rd in the list. The primary drivers of HIV in India are female sex workers, unprotected sex between men and injecting drug users. The National AIDS control programme (NACP), launched in 1992 is being implemented as a comprehensive programme for the prevention and control of HIV/AIDS. Other such active bodies are NACB, PMTCT, NACO, etc. What is more striking is that our Government is trying to reach every single person with the capacities of state and district level units viz. SACS and DAPCUS. And the efficiency with which ASHA, ANM, etc are spreading awareness regarding sexual and reproductive health in villages is remarkable. Plus the government making free condoms available, at the village level, is a big step forward.

The more I gathered Information the more I wanted to explore so I attended some Health camps focusing mainly on Sexual health and hygiene organized by our Government, and also volunteered in some. I learnt a great deal about various health programs and the amount of hard work, planning, time, money and material that is being put in these, and how beautifully every step/plan is interlinked. Our Government participates in HIV/AIDS researches that include behavioural interventions, drug development, pre-exposure prophylaxis, post-exposure prophylaxis, circumcision and HIV, etc. It is also a relief that once extremely expensive medicines that were being imported, are now manufactured and are made available at affordable prices. Increased Lab facilities have made it possible for early detection, with the help of screening methods as ELISA, Western Blot, IFA, etc, and treatment of HIV. Antiretroviral therapy (ART) for adults, adolescents and children and ARV treatment and prophylaxis for pregnant and breastfeeding women with HIV is the Government recommended program.

It makes me very happy to see the amount of hard work our Government and various health workers, together, are putting in to achieve a common objective. This is what and how I would have wanted things to be. Though a bit slow, we are getting there.

Walking down the paved and beautifully lit lanes of Geneva, I enjoyed the feel of a cold breeze on my face and watched the world hustle by. A few weeks back, I read extensively about WHO and its works in the area of HIV/AIDS. It not only funds potential health organizations around the globe but also provides free treatment and drugs to a highly infected area like The Malawi Township, which the WHO wants to see AIDS-free. They prioritize pediatric and adolescent HIV. Many HIV testing weeks are routinely organized. Within UNAIDS, WHO leads activities on HIV treatment and care, HIV and TB co-infection, and jointly co-ordinate with UNICEF the work on elimination of mother-to-child transmission of HIV. They also provide internship programs and platforms for those who want to volunteer and can contribute their skills and knowledge with WHO. Both, this beautiful city of Switzerland and the internship program caught my attention. And hence, I added Geneva to my places to visit list.

I enrolled for an internship at WHO and what I experienced there cannot be bargained for the world. People work for hours back to back and hand in hand selflessly. There is the collection and tallying of thousands of data with uncountable field visits, as well as simultaneous experimentations and trials of medicine. And all of it for one common goal to make the world HIV free. It may be hard and may take a while, but it is not impossible. HIV patients have a brighter future to look forward to. Many people believe that a vaccine and a cure for HIV will become a reality in the next 15 years time. And so is UNAIDS, with its Life Cycle approach towards HIV, determined to end its threat by 2030.

Sometimes at night, when sleep eludes me, I hear the clock ticking. It’s like my life is ticking by. A dreadful feeling. I wonder if I would be lucky enough to ever get a chance to heal and to hear the doctors say there is nothing for me to worry about. If yes, then that will be a second life for me. This is what I aspire for us, the HIV patients, in the near future, that we would not have to worry and that there would be a cure for us. While in Geneva, a particularly colourful and brightly lit restaurant caught my attention. I entered it. It was full of laughter and chatter of people about it. I felt a wave of satisfaction and peace pass through me. Working for all these beautiful lives, I felt alive. That place had a wooden board hanging, which said something that makes me smile even now:

As Buck beak spreads its wings,

And the Phoenix moves with the wind;

When Thunderbird stirs up rain,

We shall have spring again.

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Author: Rachita Roy

11 Comments Add yours

  1. Eliza says:

    I’m in awe. You’ve taken what was given and are using it to change the world.
    Thanks for sharing…
    Love, light, and glitter

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  2. Grandtrines says:

    Reblogged this on Lost Dudeist Astrology.

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  3. Smitha V says:

    Thank you for visiting my blog. It led me to yours. You’re truly inspiring. More power to you.

    Like

  4. Simply beautiful! Live each day with glittery abundance!

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  5. Thank you so much for sharing well.
    Best wishes there.
    Stay safe !

    XOX

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  6. This is so beautiful and inspiring. Thank you. Namaste.

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  7. kevin cooper says:

    Beautiful. 🙂

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