— Horror, and metaphors. — someone will say
— Well, these beautiful organs can have diseases. — I will answer.
I remember my cousin asked me to buy her suppositories for thrush at the pharmacy; she was in the hospital and was itching.
I remember well that day when she couldn’t really communicate with me, she was so scared.
I, who didn’t know what candidiasis was, asked:
— How is it? Describe it. What do you feel? What does it look like?
— It's itchy! It's itchy! Aching in the lower abdomen! I want to climb the wall because of the burning sensation, which I also have to endure. You won't scratch it like a pimple.
Thank God, I had no symptoms of infections, they were all sluggish. If the doctor hadn't taken tests, I wouldn't have known.
So many who have good immunity are only carriers. And this is even more dangerous. That's why you need a certificate.
A person may be offended, thinking that since you didn’t see his shiny pink, clean charms, you obviously want to insult him.
But this is not so. Not everyone, like their cousin, has hell going on in thongs. Well, it’s not like hell, of course, it can be much worse. But what I can say with confidence is that there was definitely no health there. As a physician, I will enlighten you that with thrush, the skin and mucous membranes are redder than normal.
So, perhaps your partner is a carrier, and don’t be offended by the assumption that he is ill.
If your immunity is weaker than his, you will become infected. Therefore, whether he is sick or just suffering, it doesn’t matter, let him get tested and treated.
Even if now you love this person, you take risks to sleep with him, then in the future everything can change, just allow this possibility.
There are dramas. Your hero goes to war, you need to create a precedent for him to return.
Or a little more romantic, the reveler-husband leaves to forgive… (sorry, censorship again) to the secretary, and you don’t want to lose such a noble male and decide to sleep with him in order to get pregnant.
Well, everyone knows that a woman has the right not to give a divorce until the child is one and a half years old. And if you add in the months of pregnancy, then the game was worth the candle. Then you can get treatment.
Get treatment?
This is where the epiphany comes.
Who wants to take antibiotics for five to ten days, take smears, douche and do baths?
This is just the tip of the iceberg; there are also incurable diseases. Here there will be no drama, but tragedy.
But who cares? Pfft, the main thing is that your beloved husband does not leave. Or the boy returned from the army.
I saw the boys. They hang out like hell in taverns, sleep every night with a new friend, and in the morning they forget everything that happened.
An easy and carefree life. Then the military registration and enlistment office comes to them, and immediately the guys are so simple, pure at heart, all the mothers, nannies, aunties, dads rush around with them, worrying.
And I understand why they care about the “prostitutes” with whom their beloved son slept.
See, when you are the mother of a son, he can do no wrong.
When you sleep with this "son", you are a prostitute.
Oh women!!!! Therefore, when the question is about your security, no one will do this except you, no one needs you. If you don’t take care of the certificate and a condom yourself, no one will.
To be honest, your mom won't be happy with your promiscuity either, so don't expect her to give you much intimate advice.
Only very advanced mothers in the entire history of their child’s growing up do not find any STD in their daughter’s medical record.
Do you know why? Because the majority have suffered from this themselves, and do not know how to tell a man: “provide a certificate.”
I've seen some cool moms who are so friendly with the woman born in their womb that everyone would envy them.
It seems there is nothing to complain about?
But in practice, medical cards are full of ureaplasma and genital herpes.
I will now share a story without a name. This is my good friend, but the person to whom I was forbidden to tell the truth, they say my husband will tell everything himself.
Irina from Krasnodar… Oh, I still mentioned the name. Kirill, I’m sorry, if you haven’t told her yet, then seven years have passed, it’s time to confess.
So Irina, a wonderful mother of a beautiful daughter, a faithful friend and wife to her husband, found herself in a situation where she firmly believes in a world without betrayal and STDs.
Her husband is a fan of having sex in saunas for money. (Get sex, not give, what are you thinking? Vulgar). He explained to his friends that Irina does not satisfy all his needs, and he is such a male that he “finishes his food” on the side.
Of course, they told me that he came to his senses, changed and blah blah blah, but something tells me that Irina did not ask him for a certificate, and she does not teach her daughter the same.