I Can Live with HIV—But the Monthly Refill Wait Terrifies Me
I still remember what Kola said one day: "It’s not the virus that scares me. It’s when they say… come back next week." Those six words shook me. Suddenly my mind raced. I counted my pills: morning, night, morning, night. My life felt like a tally. When my refill is delayed, I panic inside. What if I miss my dose? What if I have to start over? What if my body stops responding? HIV is manageable only if treatment is steady. When it isn’t, uncertainty returns. I’ve seen people quietly reduce doses or skip pills. They hope the next refill arrives on time. No alarms. No announcements. Just silent coping. That should never be normal. That’s why programs like RVS matter. Not with big speeches. With reliable access. Because at the end of the day, we all ask: “Will it be available?” That question is heavy. If this resonates with you, share it. Someone needs to hear it today.
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