I loved reading this post as it really hits hard in relation to the emotional dexterity of AIDS patients. My mother’s best friend in high school was diagnosed with AIDS (while in the 12th grade) and my grandparents refused to let my mother visit him as it was against their religious preference. The part of the movie that discussed a patient whose family would not visit him (if I am not mistaken his name was Steve) reminds us that fear as well as stigma keep us from holding on to the relationships we hold most dearly. In addressing homosexual and heterosexual accounts of nurses who combated the disease, it seems almost reasonable to say that these nurses are the side of the disease that we turn a blind-eye to out of hopelessness.