Oh god. Diseased.

I've been putting off writing this post, but the story must be told.

I went to the Salt Lake Valley Health Center, where they do STD testing.  I've been gong every 6 months, routinely since I started hooking up with anonymous guys on Craigslist.  This time went just like all the others, except when we were almost through, the nurse examined my penis, and said she saw a secretion in my pee hole.  She grabbed a glass microscope slide and drug it across my piss slit.  Honestly, there was not enough moisture there to make much of a smear, in fact it was kind of dry, and although I wouldn't call it painful (I'm such a woos) it was at least uncomfortable as she drug the smooth dry glass across my little guys slit..

After someone examined the slide, she returned to tell me that they found white blood cells in the smear.  This was an indication of some kind of infection.  Probably wasn't gonorrhea  but  probably was chlamydia.

WHAT!!!  REALLY????  WHAT ???? CHLAMYDIA !!!!!

She said the chances of if being something else was VERY slim....but it could be some other type of sexually transmitted bacterial infection.

FUCK!!

FUCK!! FUCK!! FUCK!! FUCK!!

She gave me a prescription for a heavy dose of Antibiotics, and sent the slide, along with all my other stuff to the lab.  The conclusive results would be back in one week.

In the meantime, I could tell any partners, so they could seek testing/treatment or I could wait for the results.  In any case I was to take the antibiotics and not have sexual contact with ANYONE for 7 days.  She reiterated 3 times.......NO SEX FOR SEVEN DAYS!

Okay, for fuck sakes, I could do that.

About 24 hours later, after much lamenting, I decided to tell everyone I had sexual contact with, in the last 45 days, about this finding.

It wasn't fucking easy either, and I got little if no support from  "the guys" but then, I couldn't really blame them.  We may all be in the same boat, but I'm sure they thought I put us there.....actually I KNEW that one of them had given it to me.  I didn't know exactly who, but I didn't get this on my own.

Well, I took the antibiotics, and started feeling nauseous.   Then I had diarrhea for two hours, and finally took a nap for an hour, and generally felt like shit the rest of the night.  At least I was clean again.  That strong dose of antibiotics would have killed the Elephant Flu, if there was such a thing.

Well, my week goes by, and I call the clinic, and ask for my test results.

Negative.

NEGATIVE????  !!!

WHAT --  THE --  FUCK--????

I was put through hell, and lost all my regular hook up buds for a false alarm??

So, this has been a real learning experience for me.  It taught me that it would suck to have an STD.  I started thinking about my options.  I seriously considered becoming celibate again.  In my week long clinic imposed sentence of self pleasure, I discovered that masturbation no longer holds enough interest to get me through.  Once I've tasted the sweet pleasure of getting head from another guy, it's tough to go back to the ho-hum left hand alone.   Even porn gets me salivating to experience the oral delights of another guys tongue.

More to come..........