In 1990, I was training to be a medical technologist, responsible for everything from drawing blood samples and testing samples to preparing blood transfusions. I learned about HIV, methods of transmission and personal safety in dealing with any patient who could be a potential for infection. I thought I would be safe.
By 1993, I was married to my high school sweetheart. We did not do drugs or engage in any high risk behaviors for transmission, never had a blood transfusion and had a healthy 18 month old son. We thought we were safe.
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