Update. My own personal gonorrhea epidemic

SATURDAY, DECEMBER 8, 2012

My one true loyal e-mail buddy asked about the fallout from this whole thing.  I took the time to write about the collateral damage.

Myself:  I'm not really sure if I got gonorrhea from one of the black dudes in Atlanta last September, or if  SodaCan gave it to me, after he picked it up from a naked sex party.  I guess it doesn't really matter.  I had it in my throat, with no symptoms.  For how long, I'm not sure.  At minimum, I had it while in Salt Lake for a couple weeks, then the entire trip to California, which was 2 1/2 weeks.  I got treated the day I came back.  I received shot in my lower back,  just above my butt, and 1000 mg of Azithromycin.  
No real side effects, except at the injection site, it feels like a sore muscle.  I have to wait 7 days before I can have sex.  So, I will be celibate for an entire month.

SodaCan: He of course felt symptoms and went in a week before I got the results of my test, but since I may have been the one to give him the clap, I'll count him as numero uno.   (Update 5-12-2014; I had lunch with SodaCan when I returned and cried on his shoulder, especially about the Zach thing.  He seemed understanding, but we never hooked up again, and have e-mailed only once or twice.  I bumped into him at the store last week.  We shook hands, were polite, then each went our own way.)

LaTwinko:  I had a couple e-mail exchanges with him.  The nurse told me he had been "taken care of."  Not sure if that meant tested, treated or both.  I'm pretty sure I'll never see or hear from him again. (Update 5-12-2014; I didn't hear from Latwinkor forever, but he ended up e-mailing a couple of times.  he's floundering a bit, as many 20 year olds do, and lives now in LA, and comes back to visit family.  We never got together again.)

College Football Hottie:  I e-mailed him, and he e-mailed back.  No symptoms, and wasn't really worried.  Told me he would be "steering clear of me" (I can't blame him.)  I doubted if he was going to go in to the VD Clinic on his own, so I gave his e-mail address to the nurse.  At least he won't be surprised when he get's the e-mail.

Zack:  Who phoned me to tell me he tried to kill him self, but I cheered him up by telling him I probably gave him gonorrhea too.  He texted me from the VD clinic, asking for my full name, and date of birth, so they could confirm he was one of my partners.  He later told me of the shot they gave him.  I've had limited text conversations with him.  I get the idea he doesn't want anything to do with me now either, and of course I can't blame him.  In one phone conversation, or maybe it was a text, I told him I would like to take him to dinner and talk, upon my return to Salt Lake.  I was to return on a Thursday, and asked if we could schedule dinner on Friday.  He said he would have to check his work schedule.  Friday came and I texted to confirm whether we could get together or not.  I was ignored.
Do I need a suicidal kid in my life now anyway?  Not really.

Dudes 299, 303, and 304 from my blogs:  I just gave the nurse e-mail contact on those guys.   They got no pre-warning from me.  The nurse said she would contact them but not tell them who might have given them the nasty.

Thanks Brannis, for making me dredge up these great memories.  I still have no plan of action, or inaction.  I really don't want to give up having sex with men, because I simply love it.  But I don't want another STD or even HIV, so fuck.  I'm between a rock and a hard place.

(Update 5-12-2014, obviously I didn't quit hooking up.  In fact, in hindsight, I'm a little embarrassed to reveal, this incident didn't change my behavior much at all, except that I now get tested at the SL Valley Health Clinic every 3 months, instead of every 6 months.)