Published in The Wall Street Journal, November 13, 2014, by Ashoka Mukpo
My own battle with Ebola began with a slight body ache on Oct. 1. For weeks, any small pain had made me uneasy, but I had chosen to trust the precautions that I was taking. I wore gloves and knee-high rubber boots and regularly sprayed them with chlorinated water, and I checked my temperature twice a day.
One night, I felt an unusual ache and stopped at my apartment for a quick check: I watched the thermometer tick upward and eventually stop at 101.3. With no other discernible symptoms, I knew that the most likely explanation for a fever that high was Ebola. Fear enveloped me.