Published: November 30, 2018
They were once told they were unclean, plagued, worthless
In 1988, a young naive registered nurse walks into a darkened room in a hospice to give pain relief to a dying resident. A meal tray, not touched, is pushed against the door. Red warning signs indicate that there is something “infectious” behind these doors. Having heard about the Aids virus killing many gay men, unsure of the cause of the disease, the nurse approaches with trepidation and fear.
Double gloved, masked, hat and gowned; I am his first visitor today.
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