And the envelope please? I just received my results of the one-year HCV viral load and ultrasound for HCC. The bad news is Cupcake is stuck with me for eternity unless Agent Orange rears its ugly head. Attached below are the results of the ultrasound and the PCR RNA viral load tests. Hooooooooooooooooo, doggies. I might have to buy another horse.
Again, I have Cupcake to thank. When it became painfully evident that Interferon was my Hemlock in 2007, my twentieth century fox told me to hunker down and preserve what I had left of my health. I was Stage 3 + and grade 3 on the Metavir scale and circling the drain. We went hard core and inspected everything that went into my body. In spite of it, I still augered in April 23, 2009. From 2010 through my slow recovery, Deb controlled the vertical and horizontal on the diet and the drugs. It was ugly. If it wasn’t grown on site, I pretty much didn’t eat it. No more Burger Kings and Dilaudid for lunch. The idea was to huddle in place until a new drug came out… like Sovaldi.
Today marks the 363rd day since I completed my 168-day treatment for Hepatitis C. December 7th, 2015 marks the one-year anniversary of the last pill. I had reservations about clearing the virus when many of my contemporaries who did Interferon relapsed 3-5 years later. I received the ultrasound results confirming no Hepatocellular carcinoma (HCC) last week. The polymerase chain reaction tests are, to me, the confirmation beyond the shadow of a doubt that the dragon is dead.
Cupcake fainted. I get that. 28 more years of me is going to be a hard pill to swallow. The good news is that Tourette’s syndrome can be controlled with proper medication-so she has that going for her.