A double celebration indeed...
First: My one year anniversary of my liver transplant was on the 2nd, with no complications.
Second: After 20 years of trying and 5 failed treatments, I am finally, yes finally undetectable...
Yes, my friends, Harvoni has finally murdered the invader.
Receiving a liver was a monumental, timely event in my life. Before that, as an entertainer, there was a time when I thought I was going to take my final bow. Then the transplant... But knowing I still had Hep C and realizing that in time it would destroy this liver also, was a cause for some serious concern. Out of the woods now? I certainly hope so.
As for side effects on Harvoni, hardly any. Some pressure on my head and slight headache when I wake each morning which is short lived, some blurry vision, no fatigue, no memory on vacation, or horrible temper as in past treatments.
I recall recovering from the transplant surgery in my hospital room. I was injected with Delaudid and Morphine for pain every six hours. The injections that were administered directly into the intravenous tube were god sent, because the effect hit me within a minute. However, in less than two hours later (as most of you know), the pain was back to keep me company.
One night I had a dream. In this dream, I was waiting the four hours for the next shot, and believe me, that waiting was a form of torture in itself. I tried to distract myself by watching TV. It didn’t help. In the dream, Fergie was the head nurse. She came in and saw I was in pain. She leaned over and said “it isn’t time for your shot yet, but is there anything you can think of that I can do to make you feel better meanwhile?”. What a silly question...My eyes lit up and with a sheepish grin I replied “now that you mentioned it”.
Just then, I was awakened by the real nurse, nurse Ratched, who came in to take my vitals. Seeing that I was squirming in pain, she said “just relax, you’ll be fine”. Sure, relax when I felt like I was gored by a rhino. To this day, I’m still upset that the dream was interrupted. Now that I think back on it, I don’t know which was worse, the pain I was in or that the dream ended...I will never forgive that nurse...
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