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No Me Ames; #14
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“I don’t understand how this can happen…”
“Her T-cell count is dropping, and we need to initiate the new treatment immediately to prevent the HIV from damaging her cells further.”
I held my face in my hands, trying desperately to hold back my tears, “Ok,” I finally replied, “Anything you need to do.”
I stood outside the ward, watching Doctor Michaels and a few nurses tend to Bette.
I felt completely helpless just knowing I could do nothing to help her ease the pain she was going through.
***
I sat beside Bette holding onto her hand and every so often, brushing a stray hair from her forehead.
The past year had been a rollercoaster ride for our entire family and I wondered what the rest of our ride together was going to be. After going through heartbreaks in the past, I had put walls up around my heart to protect myself from ever being hurt again. Yet when Bette came into my life, she had so easily peeled away the layers to expose my vulnerability. I knew without a doubt that she was my soul mate, my other half, my rock.
She was always the stronger half of our pair, never showing her weaknesses or flinching when there were problems. Outside, she was always cool, calm and collected.
Watching her steadily growing weaker was painful for me; it was as if the life force which emanated from inside her was being slowly sucked away. And the worse thing of all was that I could do nothing about it.
In the beginning of our struggles, I often found myself secretly failing apart.
I literally felt as if my heart was being ripped out of me.
But after going for couples’ therapy and listening to the stories of other AIDS and HIV couples, I made myself grow emotionally and mentally stronger to handle whatever curve balls this disease would throw my way. And as much as I wanted to always crumble, I wanted to be strong. It was my turn to be Bette’s rock.
Becky was my source of light and hope; being able to watch her grow everyday was a blessing. I loved how she interacted with Bette, and despite Bette not being her biological mother, they had formed an unbreakable bond.
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For a moment I was holding my breath towards the end as I had a feeling Bette had passed away. It was such a relief to see she’s doung a lot better and that things are going good for the little family, please keep it that way thanks.
Thanks for the hug :)Once again, it was great. The emotion Bette showed with the change of Meds and the feeling of “being alone in the fight, and that no one understands” was right on. Loved the ending…there is always hope. Just talked to someone who is 20 years at HIV positive..gives us all hope :) Congrats…and as always..thank you from the bottom of my vampyr heart! PPS
From moments of sheer joy — to those of bitter dispair. My goodness! Why is it I generally feel exhausted at the end of one of these chapters??? Hmmm… so well done. I guess Tina and Helena will have each other after Bette’s final mark has been made. PPS!
for some reason, when I read this story I am always holding my breath waiting for the bad news…it was great to exhale at the end to see everyone in tact whew…another awesome update!!!
Well I just blew out a breath of relief on this one. This story has the tendency to make me very nervous when I read it. But yet again I find myself looking for your next chapter. You have done such an excellent job in writing it. Now back to the story! I just hope that the sliver lining is a long one for Bette and Helena. That’s not too much to ask is it? And if it isn’t will this turn into a Helena and Tina ending? I hate to admit this but I actually like this Tina. You see what you have done to me. Thanks for the update.
I’m here I’m here I know I’ve been remiss… but I am on a post and run schedule… suffice it to say… you are completely amazing… love love love this story and love you to cuzzie… JC
Am I first to post on this wonderful story? WEll if not that’s okay,,LOL. Loved it!!
euni…I’m confused…this isn’t over…yet…is it? It’s what?…4 or 5 years later…?…Bette’s doin’ okay…Becky loves meatloaf…and…??? (Btw…congrats…really hope your dream comes true!) More please…soon!
wow 4 years have past already… :0 Im studying this carefully…i wouldnt know how to handle this type of situation. I cant believe Rebekah is off to school already. Nice update we should keep in touch.
This has a feel of wrapping up…I’m glad Bette is doing well..Please give us a happy ending to an otherwise sad story…Now that little Becky is going to school, as thoughts of another baby?
Hi, dearest sweet niece of ours! Wow, what a way to come back! Since we were away, we caught up with this story until today. We love how you are describing thoroughly what it is like to be in a relationship with a partner who contracts HIV. Needless to say that Rebekah has transformed into the everlasting bond between Bette and Helena. We could say that she has the best of both women. We also kinda have the same feeling that Squirl is sensing at this time. An imminent wrap up of the story is around the corner. But, until you do that, we are savouring every minute and every detail that you bring to enhance this bittersweet tale of yours. You are doing an amazing job here, sweetie and can’t wait for your next installment. Hahaha Pushy Mexican Aunties you have here, huh? Oh, well, it is just our way to encourage you to keep telling this magnificent story of yours. *wink* Hugs and kisses on both your cheeks. – Lucero & Marsha (Proud Salsa Aunties to the ever loving JC and Eunichick)