Years ago, I never get sick.
I was hospitalized once, I was in 3rd grade.
That never happened again.
Yet there I was... lying in bed. It was around 9 in the morning (the usual rounds of doctors in MMC) when the bomb landed in my lap.
I was mum. I couldn't answer the question because the first time I was rushed in the hospital - even though I hadn't done any recent HIV tests - I knew there was something wrong, that I felt I had it. I was afraid. Ashamed. Mortified. And it got the better of me.
