I would like to
thank my husband for with out his wisdom Love and support
I would not be alive today. My family here for their knowledge
hope and loving support and to anyone who reads my story,
to let you know there is always hope.
I was diagnosed
with hep-c in 1993. I didn't admit it to anyone even to
myself, I had no outward signs and felt great, and it was
my "secret".
In 1995 at age
45 I met my husband and life mate, we went back to his house
to talk hummm, I noticed on his coffee table a book, and
on the cover it said hep-c, I asked him if he had hep and
he said yes. He was the first one I ever admitted it to.
Shortly afterward
we were married, shortly after our marriage I started feeling
bad so my husband took me to his doctor after a battery
of tests found out I had cirrhosis of the live.
My husband had
done interferon and it helped him, he is still undetected
to this day. I did the treatment for a year no sides, but
the liver was in end stage by this time and I had been in
and out of hospital many times, my Dr. referred me to UCLA,
where I meet the Dr. that would save my life. He told me
the liver was so far gone, that the only thing
at this point we could do was get me a new liver.
Well, you face
a lot of demons when you know you are dying, so I made my
peace with GOD and left it in his hands. I was in hospital
several times once put on to waiting list, and didn't think
I would make it very long. I started a real downhill slide
because I really didn't think I would get a liver. I was
no one special why should they give me a liver and not someone
else, that was how I felt.
Then my husband
said something to me that blew me away, it was very simple.
He said, "Adrienne", "God didn't bring you
this far to drop you on your fanny now!" And it was
really the truth.
It was 10:00pm
when we got the call, my husband and I looked like a keystone
cop comedy skit, we were running around and around in circles
and bumping in to each other so excited we finally got the
call. I only had to wait 6 months and was shocked when the
call finally came.
The only thing
I seemed to be afraid of was the fact I didn't want to die
on the table
without being able to say good-bye to my husband, family
and friends. But again that
simple little thing my husband had said to me stuck, so
bravely ahead I went.
Operation a success!!!!. I was making my own bed at hospital
after 4 days!
Yes, my life
is much slower these days, but it is soooooo gooood to be
alive, MY HEP-C is back, but I live one day at time and
that is all we can do. So please have the HOPE FAITH and
COURAGE to go on, there is always HOPE!!!
GOD BLESS ALL
OF YOU. If I can help in anyway let me know.
Love,
BuuBuu
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