No taste has yet been detected. A friend says it's because I'm a smoker. Still, I imagine by the time I get to 25 drops, I'm going to taste something. I may switch to juice if the taste at 25 drops (as some say) is unbearable.
At any rate I've noticed no improvement of the eczema.
The itching calls for one of these.
Thinking on the Hepatitis C, I've been reflecting on the specialist I saw. This was all over two years ago.
She (I'll get her name later) ran me through tests and when she found what she thought might be cancer on my liver, she ordered a biopsy. I was told that I would be contacted in one week with the results. Well, I wasn't contacted at all. After two weeks I called them, I wasn't happy.
Here's the topper. She called me, and she was angry with me, she said that I would need a psychological evaluation before she would give me interferon treatment, because I yelled at her receptionist over the phone. For one thing I didn't yell, I raised my voice wondering why they didn't have the courtesy to at least touch base with me after one week.
How would you feel if you were told you might have inoperable liver cancer, (straight out death sentence) then given a biopsy and never contacted with the results. And now this woman wants to play with my life and possibly refuse treatment for the hepatitis.
I know it's a 50/50 deal with interferon. But why didn't she give me the treatment to begin with? I have a huge viral load in the thousands, but she said all my other numbers were okay, and she wanted to wait for a better treatment that might come in the future. Well where the hell is it? I haven't heard squat from her since. I'll get her name and I will also cite the medical center.
She wants worry about a psycho flipping out because the treatment she gave him didn't work? I'll get her name and post it around to warn any patients in the Carson City area for her.
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