So since I have been pregnant (am due in March) I've been feeling really anxious, it started out quite general but in the last month or so has gotten really bad. I'm fixated on worrying about catching/having caught hepatitis C. I've never done any of the usual risk factors, but I spend most evenings in hysterics worrying about possible ways I might have contracted it. For example:
- sitting on a toilet seat (too wobbly to hover anymore)
- helping a friend into a trial wedding dress with a (not bleeding) papercut on my finger
- having my eyebrows threaded at superdrug
- putting my hand in a puddle in London
- standing next to a man in town who looked a bit 'druggy'
It's starting to have an enormous affect on my life. I had to stop volunteering at the foodbank because it's made me really predjudiced/paranoid if we have people in who are IV drug users (I know that makes me a terrible person). I spend most evenings in tears and hysterics, I can't bare anyone talking about the pregnancy or the baby because I'm so certain I'm going to give it a terrible disease - when my husband and his friend painted the nursery I didn't even want to look I was so worried/ashamed. I've had problems eating since I became pregnant due to different paranoia's about diseases, and sometimes I don't make lunch or get a drink because all of the hand/surface washing I have to do plus just the worry of preparing food doesn't feel worth it. My parents gave me money to pay privately to see a counsellor because of the wait for counselling on the NHS. She is helping slowly but as time ticks on I don't seem to be getting better quickly enough. I spoke to the midwife and she said they wouldn't test me for hepatitis C because I'm not in an at risk group. I'm thinking of paying privately for a test but that scares me because I can't really afford it, I'm worried I'd have to keep going back to be retested, and I'm worried about the cleanliness of going to an unfamiliar private STD clinic to get tested. I feel so worried and ashamed all the time, I just don't know where to go from here. My husband is frightened to leave me alone and he barely gets any sleep himself because he is always cleaning to try to reassure me that things are safe, or talking me down when I get hysterical. I just want to know the baby is alright and can't help feeling I've been really careless and put it at risk.