The Medical Reports – #BarAThon Day 1

Elina sat down on the cemented floor of the hospital covering her face with her palms. She shook with uncontrollable sobs. She couldn’t consume what the reports read out loud.

Jack, Daniel, Josh and Sally. How could all four of them be positive for AIDS?

How can it be true? How could it possibly happen? Was it a typo error at the hospital’s end? How can all four reports be erroneous? This being one of the star-rated hospitals in the city.

They were all from good family backgrounds and were extremely cautious about health and hygiene. They were never in relationships, so sex was out of question. None of them ever went for a medical treatment, hence the option of a used syringe or needle had to be ignored.

All of them together? And she escaped? But how? Her mind kept running flashbacks of their days together. But she couldn’t zero down on anything.

Strange. Stranger than fiction this whole thing was.


It was Michelle’s funeral. Elina couldn’t control her tears. She couldn’t believe that such a bubbly, highly energetic girl like Michelle could die so young. Among the whispers from the crowd she overheard the word, ‘AIDS’.

As she slowly composed herself back, she started putting the puzzle together.

There. That was it. The New Year’s Eve party at the Corenthum. Michelle had accidentally cut one of her fingers when she was chopping the veggies for the salad. Elina had escaped uninfected because of that call from the hostel warden informing of her sister’s fractured arm.

A chill ran down her spine as she imagined the party eve minus the call.


I am with Team #CrimsonRush for the #BarAThon from 1st to 7th August 2016.

This post if written for the prompt ‘stranger than fiction‘ for August 1, 2016.



41 Replies to “The Medical Reports – #BarAThon Day 1”

  1. I remember my friends were scared of one particular biology practical when they had to test their own blood… They jokingly kept each other at bay. This is a scary nightmare.

    1. I know that one. I was in twelfth when this happened. We had to do a project on blood groups and the girls in our class were so paranoid about letting us test their blood. I guess it was the hype that created all the fear.

  2. This one is realistic and scary!! A call that saved a life, usually they tell about a life gone.
    My best wishes for your hospital trips, I have been doing a few of those myself so I understand the pressure. Hugs.

  3. Honestly a nightmare! I remember some years ago there were rumors of a man threatening to infect people in crowded trains with infected syringes because he had contracted the HIV virus through a blood transfusion. Sad and so scary it is.

    1. Oh yes! And one where people said that infected people were infecting others with needles in public places. Scary it was. I guess all of those episodes increased the discrimination against the victims. Really sad!

  4. What a tragedy it is and how beautifully you have portrayed it here with the perfect topic to write on!

    Things happen in the strangest forms around us!


  5. reminded me of the finger pricking practicals during my pharmacology classes to test blood group, blood count etc! I remember sterilizing the needle over the bunsen burner and then with spirit again and again… even though I was the only one using it! so well written! the agony is beautifully described in words!

  6. Good one Rekha. I liked how you narrated the incident. However, I have read that infection this way is not possible cos it doesn’t get to the blood stream or to the body fluid. I may be wrong cos too much of scare this syndrome makes people like me paranoid.

  7. Lucky her, but it’s scary thinking of how many others would have eaten that salad. and how things might have been different had Michelle been a little more vigilant. Then again, she might not have known it herself too 😦 Sigh. Such is the unpredictability of life.

  8. Luck saved her.. This reminds us to be more careful each time we come in contact with Blood. Extra caution when at public places. Thanks for spreading awareness Rekha.

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