I had two days to live. HIV-positive and succumbing to a normally benign bacterial strain, I was pretty pissed at my immune system. Not only that, but my sister also had only two days to live because of a sudden, but equally as deadly, onset of cancer... and that knowledge alone made me gasp in pure agony. I was responsible for telling our parents. All that was going through my mind was that I didn't want them to feel any pain, however inevitable it would be.
