Morning
"as always it's a pleasure to write to you and I've been following your blog for years; I don't know if your readers have encountered the problem of nosophobia or the fear of having an STI.
I usually only meet men once every six months or once a year for a hookup (precisely because of my fear of diseases) and because it's so difficult to find a stable partner on dating apps, I thought I should only masturbate myself or others, except that the last encounter involved oral sex.
Two days later I started to feel a sore throat and my paranoia skyrocketed (I'll go to the doctor in a few days) but I'm too embarrassed to tell him after a few months since my last STI test that I did something And not taking care of me, torments me even more.
I also need to add that I have had a disability for years (wheelchair and spinal cord injury)
I don't know how people can enjoy sex now without thinking about these things, or live without worrying about it. Anyway, lots of hugs to everyone!"
I've never heard of that. But people experience all sorts of fears, warranted or not. I can tell you there are lots of men who wonder how they made it out of the 80s alive. If there is a suspicion of an STI, testing is in order.
You should never feel embarrassed to talk to your doctor. Really. I hope the test comes back negative. If he reprimands you, shame on him. We disabled people deserve intimacy, too, and shouldn't be denied the opportunity. Heck, my doctor gave me a prescription for Cialis when my diagnosis was finalized. I didn't even ask, he just wrote it. The side effects were intolerable. Anyway. I think of Christopher Reeve and his interview with Barbara Walters.
Readers, any thoughts?
