Philip D., San Francisco; Diagnosed in 2007
At the time, I called it "the first day of the rest of my life." My medical chart refers to it as the day I started anti-retroviral therapy. Either way, it's an anniversary I will certainly never forget. ... The morning of 3/25/08 began with some gentle yoga, a hot shower and a substantial breakfast. I sat alone a while with those colorful looking, life changing pills. I whispered a short prayer, "God help me" and swallowed them with a big glass of milk. I looked deep into the mirror and wondered if I would ever feel the same again. I wanted to cry but the clock on the wall said it was time to face the world, and so I did.
In the months that followed I have to admit, I did better than I expected. I ate lots of fiber, fruits, veggies and lean protein, took supplements, exercised regularly and started keeping a food journal. (I noticed there was a definite correlation between what I ate and how I felt). Physically I was doing OK, but emotionally, I was a mess.
Read Philip's full story of starting HIV treatment.