I have been married to my husband for nearly 37 years, and in December last year after him being ill for about 2 months, we found out he was HIV positive and he was admitted to hospital with AIDs, which comprised of loss of weight, oral thrush, dementia, and pneumonia. The consultant saw him on his own first, and then left it to my husband to explain to me that he had HIV and more important, how he got it. I had had a wonderful marriage up till then, we met when we were both at school, got married at 20, and been together since. I felt he was my best friend, the only person in the world I could trust and I loved him with all my heart, but he dropped the bombshell that for years he has been having casual sex with men!!! I was horrified, everything I held dear to me vanished before my eyes.........I was stunned. I never guessed what he had been doing, and didn't have a clue, and in that one sentence he shattered my life. I ran from the room and cried like a baby. The male nurse who had come with the consultant to break the news to my husband took me to one side and tried to reassure me that I was not the first in this situation and he asked what I intended to do. I just said that as he was so ill, there was at that stage a chance he could die, I would put my feelings on hold and just concentrate on getting him well and once he was I would think about 'me' then. The nurse said he admired me for my decision and that is how we proceeded. He was in hospital all over Christmas and New Year, and came home the first week in January, only to be readmitted 2 days later after having a stomach haemorrhage, caused by an ulcer, caused by cytomegaly virus, caused by the HIV. He was waiting in A & E for a bed on the ward, but before they found one he had a further stomach haemorrhage which made him black out on the toilet floor bleeding
PR and they had to rush him to theatre. They took me to one side to say he might not make it! It was at that stage I realised I still loved him, and no way did I want him to die, and although it was a tragic way to realise what I would do with the future, it made me see that we had to work through this together. He had to have another month in hospital with treatment but is now home fit and well, putting weight on daily and getting better by the minute. The problem is, I haven't been able to discuss this with anyone. My parents are the only family we have, we have never had children and have no brother's or sister's and my husbands parents are already dead. My parents are mid 80's and love my husband like a son, and it would break their hearts to know the truth, so we told them he had pneumonia, and then that he had an ulcer which bled, and they are content with that. I am protecting them from being devestated. We have decided not to tell any of our friends or my husbands workplace, because we want to get back (as much as possible) to a normal life without gossip or finger pointing. I have not let out my feelings but I still feel very betrayed and hurt, and what hurts more than anything is that he could do such a thing, and that he would risk my life by doing so. Even now I don't think he realises the implications of what he has done, I actually asked him what he would have felt if I had been positive too, and I died from the illness, and he can't answer. I now have questions I want to ask but he won't answer me. I know I probably wouldn't like the answers, but I do need to know, like how long, where, who with, how often. I know it has been several years and he has had several people and that is all. I am so confused, and feel I have lost a valuable thing in my marriage, trust and respect. Life goes on............