A while ago, I promised to someone to fight against AIDS... here's a piece of my life.

On February the 23rd, my uncle Denis Bottegal passed away of HIV virus at the age of 40.
His way to death has been long, painful and horrible. I will never wish to anyone to live what he did neither to live what my family and I did.
We saw him die without being able to do anyhting for him but waiting for his death until someone tells us "he's gone".

You cannot imagine how horrible it is to see a beloved one asleep in coma, lying on a bed, with a swollen head, hematomas all over his face, all those tubes in his nose and throat, breathing thanks to some machines, hearing this artificial breathing and seeing him move his eye or lip when he hears your voice and the day after seeing the same person without life at all, with all those same machines that make his body moves and lift him up.
You feel like he is tortured and know that he would not see himslef in that state. His own dad, my grand father, did not even recognize him.

This is just a VERY LITTLE piece about what HE and we went through.



I speak sincerly and I'm using HIS voice to tell you that you NEED to use a condom ANYTIME... NO MATTER WHAT !


Denis Bottegal
18. 09. 1967 - 23. 02. 2008
Rest In Peace