Imagine if a genie gives you the choice to change *one *decision that *you *made in your life which one would it be?
It has to be just one event. Not a process. And the defination of an event is one action.
So you can’t say (for instance) that you would not get together with a partner, getting together with someone is a process rather than an event. But lets say you first met your partner in a nightclub, and you had been unsure about going that night, then you can say you would not go to the club but stay home and watch the TV.
It has to be voluntary, so (to use the partner example again) the event you can change must be one where the decision was yours; so if you were introduced to your evil partner at a cocktail party which you would have gone to anyway dose not count, as it was not your decision to be introduced.
My own example? Many years ago, passing down a street I saw an advertisement for pottery lessons. On a whim I signed up. Spent the next 6 months being miserable twice a week. Spends the equivalent of hundreds of dollers and learnt…that I hate pottery.
Not very profound I know. But hey give me time, I am still young.
Just remembered, I saw a collegue at a party making a valient attempt to drink the bar dry single handedly, and I thought for about a second to ask someone to drive him home, but dismissed it since i) hardly knew him and ii) being nosy. He drove home, into a tree; and spent the next 4 months in hospital and came out sans a leg. I do not feel guilty, it was his choice, but sometimes I do wish I had asked.
I could have chosen another English class, at another time, and not met the guy who became my husband. Probably he thinks the same thing, he could have met and married another girl, one who actually wanted half a dozen kids.
As it is, I find myself singing along whenever I hear Meatloaf singing about paradise by the dashboard light.
I would go back to 1998 and tell myself to actually go see some sights on my brief shore leaves in europe, rather than sitting in ports getting hammered.
I also might tell myself to tough it out and stay in, since I could have been semi retired in 8 years…
And I wouldn’t change this, but I would ask the genie to show me what I would be like now if I had told my parents “Nah, I really don’t want a nintendo.”. Idle curiosity.
I got one test after a month. However, as far as I know, an HIV antibody test after a month is virtually worthless.
I knew about post-exposure prophylaxis, but don’t you have to start that really soon after possible exposure? I hooked up with the girl five weeks ago.
And when you come to (no pun intended) and realize that if you got HIV the way you described, you will be pretty much the first person ever to have gotten it that way confirmed, you will wish you never posted in this thread
