Hannah Gibbs finds that giving medical advice can be surprisingly difficult
When I started university in 1994, it was time to wave goodbye to several of my friends, most of whom were also moving away to study. We all agreed to meet up during the holidays, and I expected them to return with a host of drunken anecdotes or maybe a new boy/girl friend. What I did not expect, however, was for one of them to come back with HIV.
“Fred” (not his real name) has been a friend of mine for several years; we met through our mutual piano teacher and became friends through repeatedly bumping into one another at exams. Six years into the friendship, during his first year away at university, he came out and told me that he is gay. Things took a more serious turn when I received a message from Fred, who told me that his new boyfriend was HIV positive. Being active on the