8/26/2013
Last night, I slept deeper than I have in a very long time when a nurse came in to give me medication. Earlier that night I was talking to a fellow patient about the reality of being at the mercy of the government when it came to our ailments. I then told him that I have HIV, which is really a half truth, since I really have AIDS. And I told him that they(the government) are keeping me alive with pills just to make money. They definitely do not want a cure. Politicians are plied with money from pharmaceutical companies.My pharmacy would hate to see me go. It’s a scam. Some scientists say that HIV doesn’t actually exist. It’s a hotly contested subject. In the movie “House of numbers” you can hear and see scientists prove and disprove the existence of HIV. Some say it was genetically engineered to control population. I feel like someone’s meal ticket. I’m tired of it. I’m paying for their quality of life while mine is in the toilet. Living in nursing home is no kind of life. But everyone wants to make sure I’m taking my medication as if that’s a sign of health. In reality the only persons health I’m caring for by taking my medication is the corporate execs. at the pharmaceutical companies. AND stem cells could get me out of this wheelchair but my insurance will never pay for that because I’m insured by the United States government who doesn’t give a shit about me only the money they can make off of me. Last night I had decided to stop taking my HIV medication and just see how long I can survive without it. I’ve forgotten what it feels like not being under the influence of these drugs. BUT first thing this morning a man that I’m working for that is blind and needs me to write for him called and needed me to put an ad on the internet for him to recruit artists for his talent agency. I swallowed my pills this morning before I remembered how angry I was the night before. I owe my blind friend a debt of gratitude for giving me a reason to keep taking my medication.
