Lori Coolican reports:
Her first clue came in the form of a phone message at home, from an immunodeficiency clinic at a local hospital.
They were looking for her boyfriend. At first, nothing seemed odd about it, because he’d been in hospital for surgery a few months ago. Besides, she was preoccupied over the fact that he’d suddenly packed up and left her the day before, with no explanation.
But when she mentioned the call to an acquaintance later on, the instant reaction she got was a stunned and serious, “Don’t you know what that means?”
“Beth” – a Saskatoon woman whose name has been changed to protect her privacy – made several phone calls to the clinic over the ensuing days, her heart pounding in her chest.
Her boyfriend was nowhere to be found, and his ironclad right to privacy blocked the clinic’s staff from answering any of her questions.
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