Woman in Main who was drugged and raped-Fiction!

The Story of the Woman in Maine Who Was Drugged and Raped by a Stranger Who Was HIV-Positive-Unproven!

Summary of eRumor
A first-person account of a woman in Maine who stayed up late one night at her sister's apartment building drinking and socializing with neighbors. She awoke the next day feeling ill and with vague memories from the night before that included being in a unfamiliar apartment with someone she did not know. Later, her sister told her she had been seen leaving the party with a man who is HIV-positive. The woman then went to a doctor who told her she had been drugged. Tests showed no sexually transmitted diseases or HIV, but she is having continued HIV testing and warns other women to be cautious.

The Truth
There is no way of confirming whether this is a true story since whoever wrote it avoided any information that would give it validity. The point of the story is a good one, however, since there have been cases of women drugged and raped.

A real example of the story as it has been circulated:

Subject: Please forward to your girl friends!!!!

This is a TRUE story!!

Please know that this really happened to me, this July 2001, in Central Maine! I hope that you will forward this e-mail to any female you care about! If my tragedy will prevent even one more young woman from going through a related nightmare than it was all worth it.

I am a young, divorced, attractive mother of two, very career minded and goal focussed with high expectations of a long life and fulfilled career. I am usually pretty conservative but very outgoing and love to laugh and have fun.

I go out sometimes with my female friends because I love to dance
but usually stay at home with my little boys. However, my children
are away all summer in Pennsylvania with their dad so I decided to
hang out with my sister at her house, which is an apartment in a
small apartment building. It was kind of muggy in the apartment so I
poured each of us a vodka and cranberry and decided to sit on the
back porch. This was very unusual for my sister and I because
neither one of us are big drinkers but we just wanted to relax a
little. When we went outside, several of the other tenants (mostly
young single men and two unmarried couples) were already drinking
beer and listening to music. As time went on, we were all laughing
and joking, listening to music and having a good time. I had set my
drink down on the porch several times to go to the bathroom and once
more to call my mother to let her know that I was going to spend the
night at my sister's because I did not want to drink and drive even
though I only lived 2 miles away. About 11:00pm, my sister went in
to bed and I decided to stay on the porch with the others. At that
point, I had a total of 3 drinks and was feeling a little buzz but
not drunk. I was sitting at the table - talking to an attractive
young guy that lived in the building. He appeared kind of shy and a
little sad so I was asking him questions and trying to make him
laugh. But in a very short amount of time, I began to feel very
strange. It was a feeling I never had before. I was slurring my
speech, I felt very tired, my stomach was nauseated and felt like I
could hear voices but see no faces. I remember turning to my left
where I remembered that the young guy was sitting and telling him
that I needed to go into my sister's and lay down because I wasn't
feeling well.

The next thing I remember is being at the top of the porch stairs which is away from my sister's apartment but don't remember how I got there. My next memory is me vomiting very badly in an unfamiliar bathroom. At that point my body and mind were not working together at all. I vomited on my arm because I didn't even have the strength to move it. Someone walked into the bathroom and escorted me to a living room. I can't even remember the person's face or who it was. I remember having the chills and asking the person to get me a blanket. I then felt the person slip my sandals
off and cover me with a very heavy blanket.

The next morning I awoke at 7:00am on my sister's sofa. I felt very ill and vomited again. I had no memory of how I arrived on my sister's sofa or any
memory of the night before. I was very concerned about not being
able to remember anything but figured it was because I wasn't used
to drinking.

That afternoon, my sister called me to advise that several people from the party saw me leave with the attractive young man the night before and in fact he was telling his friends that we had been physically intimate. I was very upset because I had no memory of this. However, the worst was yet to come. My sister called me back later that day to advise that the young man was also HIV positive. I felt the blood rush from my face and went to the bathroom to vomit. Suddenly any hope or dream I ever had of being a
successful corporate woman was just destroyed. I spent the rest of
Saturday and Sunday avoiding people and sobbing. On Monday morning,
I sat in my friend's office and sobbed with fear because she was the
only person I dared talk to. I knew I could not tell my mother
because she would be so disappointed and destroyed. I'm the one
person she depends on and I knew this would kill her. I went to see
my doctor that morning and while I was waiting for him to come in, I
sobbed in the cold sterile examining room and began to think how I
would probably never see my babies grow up, I would never get
married again and probably die a very lonely, painful death from
Aids. That morning was the most real, painful, humiliating moment
of my entire life. There I was - this smart, energetic, friendly,
bright woman on her way up and in one horrible night - I was going to
lose it all.

My doctor was so wonderful that day. He
held my hand as I sobbed and reassured me that it was not my fault
and he would take care of me. I was so scared and just wanted
someone to feel my fear and despair. My doctor took blood and urine
from me that day. The test results showed that I had been drugged.
A few days later, the rest of the test results came in. I prepared
myself for whatever the doctor might say. Thank god the angels
smiled on me that day and the STD results were negative and the HIV
test was negative. However, I will have to be tested for HIV again
in one month and again in 6. I'm not out of the woods yet. I've
chosen to share my story with you because my doctor stated that there
is a rise in the number of incidences of woman being drugged both in
bars and private homes. Also statistics reveal that rape is on a
high in the state of Maine. I have recovered from the affects of the
drug but the emotional recovery is a wound that won't heal anytime
soon. I have to face that a stranger knowingly drugged me and
knowingly took advantage of me when he was HIV positive. I don't
know if I'll ever fully trust people again. Please be careful with
who you trust and never set your drink down in public even if you
think your surrounded around friends. I know your probably thinking
that this is a sad story but will never happen to me.

Your wrong -
it can happen to you. Less than 10 days ago, I was thinking the
same thing. Now, instead of enjoying my summer, I'm planning my next
HIV test. Please be very careful!