I woke this morning dreaming of a miraculous gift in a way, but one that had nothing to do with Santa. It should be not be surprise to me that it occurred on the eve of December 1 or that it had to do with HIV since today is World AIDS Day.
I remember two things from my dream only one of which made sense at the time and one came to me later as I was writing an email to the person in my dream.
David is a physician in Atlanta who is very much involved in HIV medicine and I imagine still sees a fair amount of patients who are living with HIV. We met when I worked for a pharmaceutical company whose focus was on HIV treatment and side effects.
David’s a lot of fun and I love hanging out with him, but there are some things I never ever expect to see him do, not even in dreams. I think that’s one reason I remembered it because what he was doing was way over the top for him.
In my dream … he was lying on the floor with both feet up in the air kicking and screaming and waving his arms while shouting something like, “Yaaaaaay! NO MORE HIV TESTING!” There was a television on in the background with a news flash running across the bottom. The whole experience communicated a cure or vaccine for the virus and I watched in amazement as he celebrated the victory.
The other stand out thing in my dream was the number 37 and while it was clear to me what was happening the first part, I couldn’t figure out the 37 piece.
After I finished the email to David this morning it occurred to me as I hit send that I was 37 when I accepted a position with the immunology sales force and began an experience that would change my life.
The six years I spent working in the HIV community were monumental in terms of personal growth for me. I think it was during that time that I truly became an adult while seeing things and meeting people with more heart, passion, and resilience than I could have imagined.
It can be easy to overlook World AIDS Day as the noise level and media attention has diminished each year. With many people living longer and stronger with HIV, it’s tempting to forget that we haven’t found a cure, that prevention is still about education and safe sex and that as sweet as it may be to dream a different future, it’s not over … not yet.
Thank you for the gentle reminder to stay aware. Nice post.
What a great post, Elizabeth. ANd how nice to know how you came to meet your friend David, who you’ve mentioned in several other posts.
Kudos to you for your work related to AIDS and to the growth you allowed to happen when the opportunity presented itself. Those stories of heart, passion and resilience that inspire you I think are part of what makes you inspiring to others in turn.
As the above comments – and your post so prefectly oint out – I wish that My Brother were still here and that instead of your dream it was a reality! ….HUGS…….for you and all your and others work. (he has been gone now 16 years)