It Was the Last Thing I Thought It Would Be
Last year in the spring into the summer, I had gotten very sick. I always felt like I had no energy, I felt like I had the flu, I had a really bad cough, and eventually a very high fever that was accompanied by very cold chills. I started to get so cold I was walking around with a heavy black hoodie in 85-90 degree weather. I started getting low back pain, and then I started to get blisters. The blisters hurt really really bad. That's when my now husband took me to the emergency room. I remember sitting in the emergency room with my sweater zipped all the way up and the hood over my head. Everyone was looking at me like I was crazy. They called me in right away and as I waited for the doctor I cried hysterically. Thinking the worst, that I might have HIV. I found that I had an STD, it wasn't HIV or AIDS. I also had a bad case of pneumonia.
I don't know who gave it to me. I often wonder but I have no idea.
I hate every time I get an outbreak but thankful I have only had one recurrence and any other time I was about to have another one I have been able to take medicine to stop it. (thank god for those pills). My recurrence was the worst. I sat in my husbands lap crying wondering why me. But I suppose it could have been worse, I just wish this didn't have to be with me forever.
Well I haven't been on EP for a while, but since I wrote this I found out that the person who gave it to me was my husband. He is one of those (lucky?) few that carry the virus but never shows symptoms, he does shed the virus though and that's how I caught it. The scary thing is that he has type 1- mouth cold sores, and I caught type 2- the STD. Apparently type 1 can become type 2 but you can't get both.
Scary to know, that not only are there people who don't know they have it but people who show no symptoms, at all, ever.. They didn't teach that in Health class.