As my physical strength started rebuilding, my morale did too. I received a roommate (who was awesome). I started going to counseling in the PC Office (which was awesome). I made friends with other medevacs and even got to participate in a few of the Peace Corp’s 50th Anniversary celebrations in D.C. (Woohoo!). We dressed in native garb and carried country flags onto the field before a baseball game. We also went to a PC Memorial service at
. And we did a little exploring of D.C. (museums, monuments, and such). Arlington
I am 28. White. A Female. And a former Peace Corps Volunteer. I am HIV Positive. This is my story of how a few months, a few people, and a few events in Zambia changed me and my life forever. This is the story of how I contracted HIV and brought my Peace Corps Journey to a crashing halt... and how I am working now to pick up and put back together the pieces of my life as a newly diagnosed person living with HIV. This was not the journey I had originally planned... my path has traumatically and dramatically changed... but it is the one I am on now. There is no going back. There is only forward. I welcome you to follow along with me as I attempt to explore this new life ahead of me, whether you are someone from the Peace Corps community, or someone living with HIV. I welcome your comments, questions, suggestions, and opinions. Let us go forward together. To start from the beginning, click here He Gave Me More Than A Bracelet.