TB and Me - A lesson I learnt and an experience I would like to share.
A year ago, a page in my diary reads “I am an officially declared TB free woman now” in bold with a wink, which I had later painted with a pink highlighter to mark this day of freedom every year, if not at least till I forget the pain. It was January 25 last year (2013), I remember how happy and relaxed I was, after completing my TB medication of 6 months. The moment was truly a proud moment for me, an emotion I had not felt even after passing the toughest papers in exam and more importantly, it was a relief for my family and friends who had genuinely worried for me. I felt more pleased to have gone through such pain and having come out of it as a stronger and a healthier person. I remember jumping three times in the hospital car parking and proudly recollecting what the doctor had just said. She said, my chest X ray displayed no infections and neither did my other tests show any remains of the dreadful disease, but the most exciting of all was that I had put on 7.5 Kgs extra weight....