I get sad each World AIDS Day because so many gay men continue to become exposed to the AIDS virus unnecessarily.
I wish that someday, a cure for AIDS would be developed. Sure, having AIDS is no longer a death sentence, but I hate to see anyone living their lives with a daily pill regiment and always fearing illness. That's why I write these blogs in the hope that prevention will allow less gay men to be exposed while the cure is being developed.
Twenty years ago I spent a week in San Francisco visiting sick patients in the AIDS ward. That week of faces and suffering lives on in my memory. As I recuperate from my surgery, I know that with everyday, I will be getting stronger. But those living with AIDS live their lives with a mixed bag, a future that gives them life, but also uncertainty. My prayers are with all of our gay brothers living with AIDS.