Poignant story of the mother is HIV discrimination


One evening, when they call, I'm stunned to hear you say: "I lost a job then she". It turned out, the envelope that I sent them were people I peeled out of the company. They know they have HIV and fired them.

 
This is her story of Phan Bich Thuy, Training Specialist and Reproductive Health Services Organization Concept Foundation.

 
"There was almost five years ago. My office organized two training courses on HIV and counseling to help students better understand and sympathize with these special people, I invite to each training course a few people infected. My first class in Hanoi goes smoothly. One evening I call you, your name is Dung, to prepare for training in HCMC. I am shocked to hear you say: "I lost a job then she".

 
It turns out the envelope that I sent you, including an invitation to participate in training, the students' questions and a short-term employment contract that I signed with my office who had been the company's children Peeling out. They know they have HIV and fired them. I feel like I just accidentally pushed down a chasm of innocent people.

 
I regret that things have submitted papers to address the company that you, the only address I know. I blame her and blame the evil people at companies you. I know I can not accidentally harm children, but also harm both children, two orphaned children and only rely on a sole source of life, that child's income. I did not know how many are crying tears.

 
The next day I went to class and said private data with Maria de Bruyn, her trainer Dutch nationality America is working with me in this training. I just told you was exactly one sentence: "Capacity has been fired because they peeled the envelope and I sent that HIV-infected children." Throat, choking me and I can not switch eyes of Maria again. Back out the window and I can not help but cry. A warm hands placed on my shoulders shaking softly. I know that Maria and I also know that like me, she was crying silently ...

 
I flew with Maria Ho Chi Minh City Monday for training. Text appears in the class and not understand why I got out I immediately though she was not having any. Black black eyes and sad! I can not be a major one else that is true, whom I often communicate via telephone. As the book was a breeze, I'm rushing out the door and hugged me, "Size should not you?". I choked up: "She!" I whispered in your ear: "What I also asked students about my career. I replied to her question their offline! ". I could not hold back tears while saying this. I can not say what an encouragement to me that they are the people I work with him.

 
I introduce to everyone the capacity of our teaching assistants and one morning had passed when our good teaching and the principles on HIV counseling. In the afternoon, using the same two friends came in class again as a people with HIV.

 
They tell stories that really sad: Five years ago she had her baby Monday. I get tested and know their HIV infection. I still try to shock serious but encouraged her husband to get tested and I feel like I've died once again when she said her husband also. Mariner husband and I are cruising. Each family is very happy and desire of many people.

 
My second child was born in not a few words pain like knife discrimination by doctors and midwives. They do not understand even carry the virus in the bloodstream, all HIV-infected people are human. More than most they need is respect, they should be loved. How so bitter, a blessing to the couple has children: a daughter and she really is lovely as well as his brother, his nephew did not carry the disease on the other century.

 
But disaster is not liable to leave my family, when her daughter was 16 months old, I married you may not motorcycle accident. He was taken to hospital and once again be tested for HIV. Of course the result is still positive but not more fortunate, hospitals have reported health facilities where they live. And so from the medical staff to neighbors and relatives in the family, who also whisper about the whole family is HIV positive.

 
In school, the child you were away. There are those parents have their children transferred to another class for not classmates of the children with you. Then a disaster happens again: her husband and children infected with TB on an AIDS syndrome more clearly. He increasingly decline after 18 months and he is no known resistance and leaves behind two children and for children the stigma of neighbors, friends and loved ones. I earn a living and backward error due to double skilled hands, they do embroidery work in a garment company.

 
I have deliberately not mentioned "accident" because I lost the cause. You protect me, I do not want to hurt me and hurt before the students in the class.

 
That night, we had a meal together, children, Maria, me and two friends working in different projects on HIV. We all tried to help her. We want the children back to my old company to force them to continue working for them. We want to write reports about cases of children to be fired sparked a wave of discrimination against people with HIV.

 
She touched our hearts as a cartridge but refused. She said: "People discriminate mother child really horrible but after a while they see we're still healthy so everything has settled down. Do this if the children noisily fired then I fear that we're being discriminated again as before. I can tolerate but I fear that two small children can not resist telling the estrangement of people. "

 
Maria and I put a small amount on the envelope and try to convince you receive. From the bottom of my heart I know I need a stable job and not a little money there. Fortunately, the evening meal that you make a Smart Work project - a project to support people with HIV - Dung promised to find a suitable job of that project. And only 11 days later, Dung has started this new job. I advise people living with HIV as children and surprisingly, they increasingly become a confident and excellent faculty counseling for HIV.

 
I often send messages and phone calls for me, though less so see you but I know what is happening to you and your children. The storm was No. 9 in 2007 flew the roof of the children. When I call the children, parents hugging their children stood under the roof of a school. Maria and I send you a small amount but it still did not know how much help you.

 
Then the storm's fierce nature, but also an ice storm the other still more intense strikes again: the storm in the family. The work of the project ended, she and the children must rely on parents, but they increasingly recognize more clearly that this is no longer a prop firm. I worried until I had to leave two children alone will be helpless. I went to a heart breaking decision any mother does: find adoptive parents for children.

 
She called me and we cried together on the phone. As a mother, I do not agree with you until you meet again. I was thinking I asked how that decision to go to the child for adoption. I ask, did you know that when you are no longer in my arms again, the child's condition could weigh heavily on the psychology of children do not.

 
I clutched my hand and looked straight into my eyes by dark eyes sad as I understand chasms more children: I have measured out to be everything! She said: "Like you, I'd never far away but just thinking of you when my illness will emit no child care at all and then you die, your eyes can not be ... ".

 
I gradually felt maybe I will do the same if I stay in my circumstances. Then a few months I was believed to have an American family received both her children, then was up 10 boys and girls up to 8 children. I'm happy for them but no less painful. Then the procedure is completed and the child's adoptive parents along the road in winter in 2007.

 
I hope to fly to Hanoi to see you again but that's just a trip filled with tears. Not understanding that the provisions of the adoption procedure or the requirements of families who receive child, I have not seen any of you once again. These are very dark days of the children and me. Make no little people in the hotel where they were convinced that we are a gay couple. We hardly know what to say just hold your hand together with Ang Ang eyes water. There are affordable warmth of a mother can do for a mother to be somewhat different than the pain inside?

 
The following day I become a bridge between you and your child's foster mother. I do not know English but the family did not know Vietnamese American, I was the interpreter for both sides. First time they wrote each other almost daily and the site directory as the blog of two mothers.

 
I remember you and the question is how much love. Foster mother after meticulous from meals, sleep, children come to class each day, each child kids just starting out, then the chores that you do file, the crafts you manually create and when the children are not happy because she remembered ... The week was not calling for you, call me crazy, and they stalk me through contact with family than foster parents. I nervously remote monitoring each step of the child.

 
Over time and as a philosopher has said that "time is the most effective remedy for all our wounds." The children of the children had been integrated with the new culture, they go to school, have many new friends and learn more and progress. Now you, you've chosen a path for himself: I volunteer for the Center for Child Protection. Every day, they take care of a foster child with HIV. I love the love of a foster child as the child's biological children. In the picture you sent me a birthday of her adopted children, I see you healthy smile radiant, happy side of adoption.

 
She often told me: "She is my friend". But I think differently, they are new people that I should owe. I not only do not blame me, but also shielding me when I was extremely confused because I accidentally pushed into a difficult stage of life. She told me even in what circumstances people can still be very much to each other love.

 
I did not tell me what my heart was closed and noble sacrifice of a mother for her child. And above all I have to tell me one thing: the strength of human life can help us overcome all situations, all problems and illnesses that many people considered a death sentence.

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