I had the hardest strain of Hep C to beat. I did the weekly injections and daily pills for 7 months. I couldn't take it anymore. I quit. It came back. A few years later I did the daily injections with the pills for 11 months and kicked it into the dirt. I was stage 3 crossing into 4. I was looking at a liver transplant within a few years (according to my doctor) if I didn't beat it. The point of me writing this is to let those coming behind me know there's hope. If you can get away with not working for the 11 months, do it. There is no way I could have held down a job and gone through the treatment. I would have killed someone. I avoided going out in public because I had zero tolerance for people. I was drained of strength as well but, the psychological effects were my worst symptom. However, my doc said different people respond differently. When I was diagnosed, had the liver biopsy and was told the seriousness of my condition I freaked. The blogs back then were people talking about guitars. No help. I want the person that reads this to know that you can win if you buckle down and do whatever it takes. Don't freak! Fight!
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