Weeks 7,8,9 and 10 are past, let me give you the lowlights.

It seems to be quite common that the “wall” is hit round about week 6ish. I think its the time when the drugs hit full dose in your system and it can hit hard. Nothing too bad but I have spent most of the last few weeks in bed

Thats out of the way, week 9 was better than 8, 10 better than 9.

Now for the good news. The “wall” is a good reminder not to get too cocky with the treatment, hard for me as I seem to have a genetic predisposition to cockiness, so in many ways it is beneficial to be reminded that you need to keep your focus.

The other good thing is that it sort of forces your hand, makes you have to think about the weeks and months ahead and how your attitude can help shape the future. It must be a bit like being lost in the arctic, the sub zero temperatures making you just want to lay down and have a little sleep but you know if you sleep you die. Although the end result was never in doubt I found the thought process interesting, the temptation to bend a little, roll with the punches etc is there. To cut a long story short I came out the other side with my determination to push forward reinforced, I will not yield an inch, I will not take a single step backwards.

I’ve said it before but here it is again…Mr Hep C Virus chose the wrong boy to pick a fight with.

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