Four years ago today, I gave birth to a wonderful, beautiful, baby boy. That little boy saved my life. I had no idea that I was HIV positive. None.
It was a routine test at the OB/GYN that changed my life. I have HIV. After being diagnosed, I read everything I could on HIV. I educated myself as much as I could and I followed medical advise perfectly. I never missed a dose of medication, I ate healthier than I have ever eaten in my life and I chose to have a c-section because I had read that it reduced the risk of transmission between mother and child.
Thanks to my easily accessible healthcare benefits through my job. Thanks to the college degree which helped me obtain such a good job and thanks to my parents who insisted on a college education.
Thanks to the medication which helped prevent transmission. Thanks to the doctors and nurses who guided me. And most importantly, thanks to God. I had and still have an HIV negative baby boy….a happy, healthy, beautiful baby boy. I am blessed.
As you can see, God has a plan. His plan is often not understood until later. But as you look back, you realize that a series of events have guided you to the place you are today. This series of events were clearly led with an overall purpose.