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I found out Oct. 17th or 18th, of 2006. I think it was one of these days not sure because I was really out of it in the hospital. I was out of town the week before in Morton Minnesota, when I was in the shower I felt this lump on my neck. I thought oh no is this cancer, that was on a Wed. Friday me and my boss was driving back from Morton, and I started to feel weak and my throat hurted & started getting a head ach. I ask my boss if I could have Sunday off because I would have been at work for 9 days. Of course she said no. So I went to work that Saturday on the 14th. I tell you I felt like shit. I work, and when I went up to the 2nd floor to do assessment on a resident I had asked a nurse to take my temp. I had no temp., but I did find another lump at that time. I did leave at 5pm that night. Well guess you got Sunday off after all, plus Monday. That would be me. LoL
I started Saturday night having fevers it was like 101, and working its way up. Plus working in a nursing home you should not go to work with a fever. I called my boss at home and told her I was not going to be at work.
I had never sweated so much in my life, from trying to get rid of the fevers. My bed my cloths were so soaked, and never got rid of the fevers, I had like 10 blanket on me, I kept telling my son to get another because I would not stop freezing. I got so weak I could not eat drink and could hardly move. This lasted until Monday night, believe me I did call to make a doctors appt. for Tuesday, but later Monday night my fever went up to 102.7. I call the doctors night service they told me to go to the emergency room. I told my 14 year to call his sister and let her know she needed to take me.
We got to the hospital about 10pm that night. I hated that doctor in there. Well they ended up putting an IV in me taking blood, trying to get the fever down; they even gave me an antibiotic just in case I had meningitis. I had that test done twice because the doctor in the emergency room could not get any fluid. I also was throwing up blood or coffee ground looking stuff. I believe it was about 1 or 2 in the morning they told me that they was going to admit me because they could not do the 2nd meningitis test on me until 7am Tuesday morning. At this time I told my kids to go home.
I tell you I could not move at this point my body was shutting down. I thought I was dieing. All my glands in my neck were just bulged out for weeks.
When I was admitted in the hospital I did not leave for the next 10 days. My fevers lasted for almost 7 days, I could not eat I lost 11 lbs. but of course gained it back. I then had lost of other test. By cat scans, mris, blood. The only thing that came back positive was the HIV test. I do not even remember the doctor telling me, I had it. He was a specialist in this field. Days later His partner came in and was talking to me about HIV. The night I left the hospital, my daughter picked me up and brought me home. I was so weak; I walked like I was drunk. I was out of work for six weeks. To this day I still feel sick weekly with a day here and there I feel great. I am always having sore throats, or something. I have never been so sick in my life, and nor do I want to be that way again. I know that I will and next time it could be even worse.
So this is my story how I found out from the best that I remember. I will write late on how people react to me telling them.
Love Mary
I found out Oct. 17th or 18th, of 2006. I think it was one of these days not sure because I was really out of it in the hospital. I was out of town the week before in Morton Minnesota, when I was in the shower I felt this lump on my neck. I thought oh no is this cancer, that was on a Wed. Friday me and my boss was driving back from Morton, and I started to feel weak and my throat hurted & started getting a head ach. I ask my boss if I could have Sunday off because I would have been at work for 9 days. Of course she said no. So I went to work that Saturday on the 14th. I tell you I felt like shit. I work, and when I went up to the 2nd floor to do assessment on a resident I had asked a nurse to take my temp. I had no temp., but I did find another lump at that time. I did leave at 5pm that night. Well guess you got Sunday off after all, plus Monday. That would be me. LoL
I started Saturday night having fevers it was like 101, and working its way up. Plus working in a nursing home you should not go to work with a fever. I called my boss at home and told her I was not going to be at work.
I had never sweated so much in my life, from trying to get rid of the fevers. My bed my cloths were so soaked, and never got rid of the fevers, I had like 10 blanket on me, I kept telling my son to get another because I would not stop freezing. I got so weak I could not eat drink and could hardly move. This lasted until Monday night, believe me I did call to make a doctors appt. for Tuesday, but later Monday night my fever went up to 102.7. I call the doctors night service they told me to go to the emergency room. I told my 14 year to call his sister and let her know she needed to take me.
We got to the hospital about 10pm that night. I hated that doctor in there. Well they ended up putting an IV in me taking blood, trying to get the fever down; they even gave me an antibiotic just in case I had meningitis. I had that test done twice because the doctor in the emergency room could not get any fluid. I also was throwing up blood or coffee ground looking stuff. I believe it was about 1 or 2 in the morning they told me that they was going to admit me because they could not do the 2nd meningitis test on me until 7am Tuesday morning. At this time I told my kids to go home.
I tell you I could not move at this point my body was shutting down. I thought I was dieing. All my glands in my neck were just bulged out for weeks.
When I was admitted in the hospital I did not leave for the next 10 days. My fevers lasted for almost 7 days, I could not eat I lost 11 lbs. but of course gained it back. I then had lost of other test. By cat scans, mris, blood. The only thing that came back positive was the HIV test. I do not even remember the doctor telling me, I had it. He was a specialist in this field. Days later His partner came in and was talking to me about HIV. The night I left the hospital, my daughter picked me up and brought me home. I was so weak; I walked like I was drunk. I was out of work for six weeks. To this day I still feel sick weekly with a day here and there I feel great. I am always having sore throats, or something. I have never been so sick in my life, and nor do I want to be that way again. I know that I will and next time it could be even worse.
So this is my story how I found out from the best that I remember. I will write late on how people react to me telling them.
Love Mary
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