Category Archives: hepatitis c

My liver – fish or cut bait

Once I discovered the existence of age cutoffs for liver transplants, I was faced with a dilemma.  My ongoing care is currently at the Mayo Clinic in Jacksonville where every six months I get blood work and an MRI, with … Continue reading

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Farewell hepatitis, hello ESLD

Those who read my earlier blogs about  hepatitis C may remember that after some struggles I enrolled in a clinical trial which successfully wiped out the virus.  My trial involved an experimental combination of drugs formulated by Bristol Myers,  and … Continue reading

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Amsterdam the Gathering: To Which I Was Not Invited

The 48th annual conference of the European Association for the Study of the Liver just finished.  It convened in Amsterdam and everyone was there, everyone that matters in the hepatitis world, the expert at University hospital, the doctor in charge … Continue reading

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She Sells C Shells by the C Shore

For the first time in three months I did not take my medication this morning.  I did not open my desk drawer, line up the pill bottles like fat white soldiers, little husky men, and one by one allocate and … Continue reading

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The Frozen C Within Us

I am starting my final week of treatment.  On Thursday I fly down to the hospital for graduation day, no cap and gown but a kind of ceremony, a blood rite between conspirators.  Thereafter, I will have to travel to … Continue reading

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C Saw Margery Daw, Sold Her Bed and Lay on the Floor

Yesterday, up at 3:00 a.m. gulp two strong cups of coffee so I can be human, on the road to the airport at 3:45, park in the dark, wet garage and walk to the checkpoint, take off my coat, scarf, … Continue reading

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Medicalized Magical Me

I have been poked, prodded and tested in the past year.  I have had vials and vials of blood drawn.  Doctors have looked deeply into my eyes, ears and throat.  They have photographed internal crevices upon which the sun never … Continue reading

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