I was born normal and grew up without any disability. My names are Rose Namayanja, a resident of Namasuba, Kampala. The disability set in when I was happily in my marriage.

A house collapsed on me and left my left leg paralysed. I spent a very long time at Mulago National Referral Hospital in Kampala, Uganda getting treatment.

When I was in hospital, my husband used this opportunity to sleep out with so many women. When I came back, I could not reclaim his love and he continued to sleep out with other women.

He learnt the habit of drinking too much and going to discos. He did not also feel comfortable with me because of my disability. I lost sexual interest in him but he could still force me into sex.

After some time, his life started deteriorating. He became sickly, weak and weaker. He later confided in me that he was HIV positive. I was devastated. I went for testing and I was also found positive. He later died. I struggled with his relatives who wanted to take everything we had away from me including the plot of land and the house.

I have five children that I am struggling to raise, and I am on ARVs. Before he died, he confessed to me that he acquired HIV/AIDS as a result of sleeping out with various women as I spent a long time bedridden and because of the eventual disability.