Back in 94 I was up for a promotion at work that involve moving and decided to go get tested. At that time, diagnosis was pretty much a death sentence. I took the test. It came back positive and resign myself that I will be getting sick at some point. I took the promotion anyway, moved to new city in a year and a half later I went out sick. Luckily AZT did not kill me and the Protea inhibitors came along. Went from a CD four count of 32 up to my normal, which is about 400.

Going thru et dealing with everything you did is just awful and I concur with another person's response, very bizare especially how you found out. Thankfully, you're here with us and you have a reliable support system to help you navigate thru everything! This site is a great peer resource if you have questions or need some support and encouragement. Blessings to you, and thanks for sharing. Take care of yourself the best you can!

I was in the hospital. I had just been transferred from another hospital. I must of been really sick. I used to always waive the HIV testing. Because I never wanted a surprise. The Dr woke me up. Told me I had HIV and left. The next morning. The Core Center rep in Chicago came to my room and invited me into treatment. I didn't really know how sick I was until I met with my dr a couple times. I knew I had advanced HIV. But I thought I just missed AIDS. So I was kinda relieved. Until I googled my CD4 count and discovered I had AIDS.

I knew in 30 minutes

I tested monthly and sometimes bimonthly. So I got really lucky to catch mine so early I didn't have any symptoms.