An HIV-Anniversary ER Trip During Sick Season
January 27, 2014
How do I tell Myles when he's older? Can we even have another baby now? What do I tell all the girls I'm friends with who have negative boyfriends and husbands? I have told them if they are on their meds and undetectable it's safe to have unsafe sex. I did have about a year of being off my meds a few years ago and no, we were not abstinent for that time; my husband is not a condom guy either.
My mind then goes into the room with Keanen lying on a hospital bed, frantic doctors confused about his symptoms; I texted him to have an HIV test. I imagined someone in scrubs coming to the waiting room to get us and bring us into a conference room where I am told that my husband has HIV. He finally texted me that he has bronchitis. They gave him an inhaler, and we needed to sit down with the finance department.
Myles and I went to the check-in desk and finally asked if we could go back, we were given guest passes and went to sit in daddy's room. Finally he was released and we headed to the finance window. We sat with a nice woman who submitted the application I had completed online to get Obamacare.
We left with no bill, and a medical insurance packet she said would be in the mail in the next few days.
It's been weeks since Doctor Day. Quickly we learned ERs are not sanitary like the Cancer Care Alliance. Replaying the waiting room there was no hand sanitizer at the check-in desk, no one walking around wiping down chairs. A barf bin sat on a chair unattended for hours. But, Myles and I have not really been in public other than a grocery store or cancer care waiting room in months.
Myles went home with a stomach bug; soon after I was also contaminated with the plague of winter 2014. The boys took turns throwing up in the middle of the night with me, Dr. Mom, bringing ice water, holding barf bins, changing sheets and bedding, and running showers and baths at 1 a.m. I'm not sure at what age kids learn NOT to throw up on themselves but Myles is not there yet. I finally got the chair in my living room to not reek of barfed-up milk.
We're almost back to normal, and as I'm writing this it's only Jan. 22. Throwing up is over and now we are all stuffed up with sore throats and coughing. I'm still sick with my boys, but it's nice to know it's not because of ME. Now I can wait until next time Keanen is sick to worry about this all over again. He promised to get tested as soon as our insurance goes through; till then I'll keep my fingers crossed. Hopefully we're cured by the Super Bowl.
Read Brooke's blog, Voice of ONE.
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