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Risky Exposure_PEP

Exactly a week ago, last Sunday, I had probably exposed myself to HIV.

It was the 5th of May, the day when the other Malaysians were busy with the General Election back home. I was in Sydney City, shopping for formal shirts and pants.

It had been a few weeks since we had the worst break-up (yes, lots of break-ups before and we got back together).

I finished shopping at around 4pm but didn't want to go home straight. I was slutty. I wanted to get laid. I opened up my Jack'd and chatted with a few guys with whom I had exchanged a few messages. But none of them could make it. I hesitated to go to the sauna in the city because I was there a few weeks ago and I got a really bad flu after visiting the place. However, in the end, I still chose to go with two bags full of shirts and pants that I had just bought.

I got intimate with a few guys but it was this guy that worried me. An Asian, by the name Stan. I had not seen him before. He was shorter than me but quite well built. I was planning to go home actually but I met him and decided to have sex with him. Before we started, I saw him opening a packet of condom, I didn't pay much attention but I did hear a something that sounded like it was stretched to a limit and broke. I think I saw him opening another packet but I am not sure.

After topping me for like ten minutes, he stopped, probably he wanted to rest. I don't think he had cummed. As I reached over to his dick and tried to remove the condom for him, to my astonishment, he wasn't wearing one. The rubber ring that I felt throughout the intercourse (I always check by touching the top's dick to make sure there's a rubber ring at the base, an indication that a condom is on) was actually the condom that he tore intentionally at the beginning. I questioned him. He said, yes, he did tear the first condom to make it into a cock ring but he did use another one. So I said 'where's the condom you used?'. He said he had thrown it into the bin. I found it really suspicious and couldn't be convinced. How could he be so swift.

He reassured me that he did use a condom, that he wanted to protect himself too, that if i still doubted him, I could go to the sexual clinic and ask for PEP. I tried to stay calm, and told him that I liked him a lot and tried asking for his phone number. But he simply refused to give me his contact details.

To cut the story short, I went home, grabbed some food and rushed to the nearest hospital. I was at the emergency department and it was already 8 o'clock at night. I told the nurse who got me registered that I needed PEP. I waited for almost 3 hours until I was finally seen by a doctor. She was very nice and introduced herself as Dr Emma. I think she may be a lesbian but that's not important. She asked me for the details of what happened and said she was going to call the immunologist to confirm the drugs that I needed. After another 30 mins, I got the drugs. It was already 12am when I reached home. I quickly gulped down a sandwich and took the pills. It was about 6 hours since exposure.

It's the 7th night tonight. I went to the hospital again on Thursday morning to meet with a clinical nurse consultant (a senior nurse). It happened that he's gay too. Again, he asked me for the details and told me not to worry since I do not know he the guy has HIV, most probably he did not ejaculate inside me and I was started on PEP soon after the incident. He said I will be fine. I really hope so.

I was tested on that night itself to make sure that I was not infected with HIV already. I was given the baseline test results that Thursday when I met the nurse consultant. Everything was ok except the slightly elevated White Blood Cell count, it could be due to the flu I had or the tooth infection that was developing.

I will be seeing the nurse again in another 10 days from now to have a test for other STIs.

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  1. Mind sharing which medicine you are taking right now?

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    1. Hi Sharks, I was given Truvada (which consists of two drugs) and Raltegravir (an integrase inhibitor). Thanks for dropping by:)

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    2. Wish you all the best, and make sure you adhere to the medicine. =)

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  2. boo, i just came across your profile from one of your comments somewhere entah. anyway, im a pharmacy graduate, if you have any worries or doubt whatsoever with symptoms, medication, general health, relationship or sort just gimme a buzz k, you can email me at iwasaslut@gmail.com.

    and always remember, all these stress leh should be not be carried alone, i was once in your shoes and PEP was never an option then.. i spent months thinking im infected.. i have had people wishing me to have HIV.. its just horrible..

    and to reassure you, if youre having TRUVADA for a month, it should be ok. i only chose those PEP related post to read before writing this and i realize that you have had been having tests so often omg..

    give yourself a break.. give your body a break..

    its been negative so far right so just relax, and i know you went for that donation thingy to get the extreme test results so we shall wait for that and see.. and, you are naughty naughty!! as in donating blood. lol.

    anyway, just go for a test in 3 months time and yearly after that. as long as youre protected, it should be fine. we are only human and sex is part of us, part of what we humans do :) so dont feel fucked up for having sex, or being promiscuous and all. its not like youre attached. if you are then errrr... erm.... well, im not here to judge you la..

    anyway see you around Sydney Bryan.. take care of yourself k.

    xoxo
    tulsie :)

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