Testing...Testing...Testing !!!!!

Testing....Testing...Testing by Khari D. Hawke I walked through the door, my heart pounded in my chest,  all because I was about to take this test.  A side of me knew that I would definitely pass,  but the other side kept thinking of what I did in the past.  I researched the symptoms to see what I could find,  and could have sworn I was showing each and every sign.  I signed my name and waited not knowing what to expect  and almost jumped out of my skin when the nurse called me next.  She asked a bunch of questions at a pretty quick pace  as I tried to hide the nervousness expressed on my face.  She gave me this object to swab in my mouth  and said hold it in for a minute before I took it out.  After the test I asked the nurse what to expect  She just told me to come back the week after next.  I left the doctors not wanting to have to wait  I just wanted to rush back in and have them tell me my fate.  The weeks went by like a snail on an ice rink  I told nobody I was tested for fear of what they might think.  The day came for me to go get the news  I'd either leave feeling blessed or I'd have the blues.  I drove to the office for what felt like a year  but the closer I got the more I would fear.  I pulled up to the office and walked through the door,  This was the moment I was waiting for.  The nurse handed me a paper as I swallowed a gulp  she told me that I had a negative result.  I tried my very best to hold in my smile,  this moment made my wait all worthwhile.  Having HIV, for me, would have been a really big blow,  but the time I hurt most was the time I didn't know.