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I have lived in Kibera for over 10 years now. My mum is a single parent and she was banking on me. Instead of buying land and building a house, she spent her money on my training. All her hopes were on me and all my hopes were on the training. I could not finish the course because I kept falling sick and being admitted to hospital. I had acute diarrhoea and I was vomiting a lot. When the doctor at the hospital said he wanted to do an HIV test, I kept refusing. Although I knew that I was probably HIV-positive, I was scared that if it was discovered I would be thrown out of college. I knew I had to avoid the test as long as possible. Eventually the doctor came one day and said, "I want to do a full haemogram". He didn't explain that it meant he was doing an HIV test. It came back positive. |