As the long weekend approaches I look forward to my family’s annual Easter Perogie Fest. We get together with friends and knead big lumps of perogie dough. Then everybody joins in to fill at least 100 little dough-rounds with cheesy, oinony potatoes. The feast will be a good time to gain back the weight that melted from my bones when I had hepatitis C. You’ll notice I wrote “had” hepatitis. I got the news just after noon today. I’m clear!
It felt like I was on a long road to health since I learned I had the virus last year, but it was actually a very short path. Many thousands of people in earlier years braved interferon treatment. Others have suffered from cirrhosis, and many have needed transplants. I was very lucky.