tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4206949207154022662024-03-05T21:32:48.331-08:00The Hepatitis Comics: Levity for the LiverBile humor and hepatainment to tickle the liverUnknownnoreply@blogger.comBlogger211125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-420694920715402266.post-40884720204183933822013-12-07T06:00:00.000-08:002013-12-07T06:00:03.245-08:00 Saying Goodbye to The Hepatitis Comics<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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It is with mixed emotions that I have decided to retire <i>The</i> <i>Hepatitis
Comics</i>. I created this blog in October 2009 after learning about cancer
bloggers who poked humor at aspects of their disease. For more than four years
I’ve been laughing at my hepatic self, cracking jaundiced jokes and trying to
soften the impact of living with liver disease.</div>
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What I did not anticipate is that one day my hepatitis C would
be cured. That day is here, and naturally, I am overjoyed. However, I feel I’ve
lost my prop. It borders on bad taste to make hepatitis C jokes when you don’t
have it. Fortunately, hepatitis C treatment didn’t change my hair color, so I
will continue to collect and tell blonde jokes. (Brunettes who tell blonde
jokes are just jealous.)</div>
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Please follow me on my regular blog, <a href="http://www.lucindaporterrn.com/" target="_blank">LucindaPorterRN</a>, where I
will occasionally lob some liver levity. Thank you for reading <i>The Hepatitis Comics</i>. May you too, be
free from hepatitis C, but still full of humor. </div>
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Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-420694920715402266.post-87335348967329337222013-11-30T06:09:00.000-08:002013-11-30T06:09:00.464-08:00A Post-Thanksgiving Liver Prayer<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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Thank you, liver, for not complaining once about the turkey,
stuffing, gravy, sweet potatoes, and cranberry sauce. I know it would have been
better if I had eaten more green beans, but if I had, there would not have been
room for extra stuffing. I appreciate all the work you did to help me digest
that extra rich food, and although I am grateful, I do have one request. Would
you talk to my gall bladder and ask it not to complain so much! A little team
work would have made Thanksgiving much more enjoyable. </div>
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Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-420694920715402266.post-73640567673806519212013-11-23T06:00:00.000-08:002013-11-23T13:49:32.293-08:00A Prayer to My Gall Bladder<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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I have a Thanksgiving request</div>
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I need for you to digest;</div>
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dear pouch beneath my liver</div>
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I need your help as I eat that sliver</div>
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of pie, turkey and extra gravy</div>
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and perhaps some stuffing savory;</div>
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Break down the fat from all that food</div>
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and please, oh please, don’t wreck my mood;</div>
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Tiny, bag of green bile,</div>
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please continue to work awhile</div>
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as I eat a second helping or a third,</div>
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spare me, from antacids and attacks of GERD.</div>
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Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-420694920715402266.post-12277334511380913992013-11-16T06:00:00.000-08:002013-11-16T06:00:01.892-08:00Unfortunate Hepatic Typos<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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<li>Hepatologist vs herpetologist – Depending on whether you
need help with your liver or your snake, be sure you know which specialist
to consult</li>
<li>Hepatitis vs helpatitis – Hepatitis is inflammation of the
liver; helpatitis is when all hell breaks loose in the liver</li>
<li>Gall bladder vs gull bladder – A gall bladder condition needs
a physician, a gull bladder problem needs a veterinarian or an ornithologist</li>
<li>Liver vs lover – You don’t want to lose either. One you can’t
live without; the other doesn’t complain</li>
<li>Pepsi vs hep C – Neither is good for you, but one isn’t
contagious </li>
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Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-420694920715402266.post-41785576951617191722013-11-09T06:00:00.000-08:002013-11-09T06:00:02.987-08:00Liver Trivia <div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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All vertebrates have a liver. Technically you might not be able to call
someone “lily-livered” if they are spineless – check for the presence of a
liver first. Don’t call them gutless until you are sure they have a digestive
tract. Or just stick with “coward.”</div>
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The liver regenerates. This means that your liver is making
new cells. I don’t know why that feature was overlooked on my face. It seems
entirely reasonable that a new liver would like to have matching eyelids.</div>
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A mere quarter of a liver can grow to a full size liver, a
process known as <i>compensatory growth</i>.
If all organs could do this, then things might have been better for John Wayne
Bobbitt if Lorena had left 25% of John’s famous lost member intact.</div>
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The liver does not have any nerve endings. This means you
could get stabbed in the liver and your liver would not complain about it while
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Humans cannot live without a liver, so no liver, no liver.</div>
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The liver is not trivial.</div>
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Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-420694920715402266.post-30078561450128382252013-11-02T06:26:00.000-07:002013-11-02T06:26:00.103-07:00The Liver Meeting<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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The Liver Meeting starts today, an annual event sponsored by
the American Association for the Study of Liver Diseases (AASLD). Picture a
huge convention hall, with presentations from morning to night—all focused on
the liver. Speakers hone their liver jokes, capturing the audience’s attention
with attention-grabbing opening lines such as, “Two livers walked in a bar…” or
“Did you hear the one about the liver that…” Naturally, if you aren’t a
hepatologist, you might not think liver jokes are funny. A herpetologist accidentally attended the
Liver Meeting and didn’t get a single joke. </div>
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Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-420694920715402266.post-59427320870520213802013-10-26T05:00:00.000-07:002013-10-26T05:00:11.361-07:00Halloween at the Hepatitis Comics<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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In honor of Halloween, I found something ghoulish and
liver-related—<i> hepatoscopy</i>. Practiced by the Babylonians, <i>hepatoscopy</i> is an occult ritual which uses a sheep liver in order to look into the future. A priest divided a liver into into sections, with each section
representing a particular deity. The priest then interpreted the
"signs" of the liver in order to divine a course of action.<br />
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There is a biblical reference to this practice, “For the king
of Babylon will stop at the fork in the road, at the junction of the two roads
to seek an omen; He will cast lots with arrows, he will consult with his idols,
he will examine the liver.” – Ezekiel 21:21.<br />
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It is a good thing the king of Babylon didn’t pick up that
fork in the road…<br />
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What are you doing for Halloween? I am watching my neighbor’s
livestock to be sure the sheep don’t go missing. </div>
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Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-420694920715402266.post-289111952042345032013-10-19T06:00:00.000-07:002013-10-19T06:00:00.768-07:00Laughing with Hepatitis C<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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The average child laughs around 400 times every day.
Contrast this with the average adult who laughs approximately 25 times a day.
This fact makes me want to either cry, read Dave Barry or watch Carol Burnett
reruns. For me, laughter is the backbone
of physical, emotional and spiritual health. Humor is the thread that keeps me
from unraveling. I find ways to inject appropriate humor into nearly
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The potential health benefits of laughter are well-
researched. However, if you need data to tell you to laugh more, you are in
deep trouble. However, for you die-hard data devourers, at the end of this post there
are some links so you can dig for details.</div>
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For those of you who appreciate laughter, you may be
delighted to learn that there is a practice called Laughter Yoga. Originating
in <st1:country-region w:st="on">India</st1:country-region>,
Laughter Yoga is the practice of laughing as a discipline rather than merely
for pleasure. Dr. Madan and Madhuri Kataria developed Laughter Yoga about ten
years ago and now there are laughter clubs worldwide. Training is available for
anyone interested in becoming a certified Laughter Yoga instructor.</div>
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The Laughter Yoga website takes laughter very seriously. So
much so, that the following warning is given: “<i>Too much of a good thing can become a bad thing. You cannot laugh too
little, but you can laugh too much and put your body into destress </i>(sic)<i>.</i>” I assume that this is a typo or
translation error and the author meant <i>distress</i>
rather than <i>destress.</i> Heck, to
de-stress is the main reason why I laugh. Also, I have a hard time believing
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The Laughter Yoga caution goes on to say that, too much
laughter can actually be dangerous, especially for older people (geezers like
me). Well, this may seem closed-minded, but I cannot imagine getting through
the geezer years without laughing a lot. Between the loss of eyesight, hearing,
brain, keys, stamina, waistline, and sex, I am hanging onto laughter as if it is
a life preserver. Besides, death by laughter sounds like a great way to go.</div>
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I think that humor helps me cope with all of life’s
challenges, particularly hepatitis C. This disease was not a laughing matter
when I was first diagnosed, but over time, it has provided some amusing moments.
This is particularly true when I am in a hepatitis C group with others who live
with this virus. Laughing with others is a communal act. It is like sharing an
intimate moment or a fine meal. Laughter lifts the spirits and for a brief time
suspends the hard edge of reality. It reminds us that we are all in the same
boat.</div>
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Now let’s get laughing…This YouTube clip of John Cleese doing <a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=yXEfjVnYkqM" target="_blank">Laughter Yoga </a>will get you started.</div>
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<a href="http://science.howstuffworks.com/life/laughter6.htm" target="_blank">How Laughter Works</a></div>
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<a href="http://www.helpguide.org/life/humor_laughter_health.htm" target="_blank">Helpguide</a></div>
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<a href="http://www.laughteryoga.org/" target="_blank">Laughter Yoga</a></div>
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Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-420694920715402266.post-78450391811221653192013-10-12T06:00:00.000-07:002013-10-12T06:00:06.149-07:00Hepatitis C: A Matter of Perspective<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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When describing their experiences of treatment for chronic
hepatitis C viral infection, patients commonly use analogies. hepatitis C and
its treatment can be challenging. It is interesting and sometimes amusing to
see how patients portray their various encounters. Humor can be a powerful
coping mechanism. Here are a few of my favorite images:</div>
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<li>“I just tell myself that I am in a rented body. I will
upgrade it when I am done with hepatitis C treatment.”</li>
<li>“It is like menopause, complete with irritability and hot
flashes. I love watching men on treatment. I hope it gives them sympathy for
menopausal women.”</li>
<li>“It’s like being at high
altitudes, except the view isn’t as good.”</li>
<li>“My body has been snatched by aliens, except in this case,
the aliens are interferon and ribavirin. </li>
<li>“Treatment is the easiest weight loss program I have ever
been on. I don’t even think of food.”</li>
<li>“Every once in awhile, I lose my temper or say something
inappropriate. It is amazing how words just pop out of my mouth that I never
would have said before. At first I chastised myself about it. Now I just tell
myself that I have interferon-induced Tourette’s syndrome. Thank goodness it is
temporary”</li>
<li>“HCV treatment feels like a
preview of old age.”</li>
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In addition to these descriptions, patients sometimes reveal
stories about themselves. It is not uncommon for patients to lose their cars.
Once I got into the wrong vehicle and the car wasn’t even the same color or
make as mine. One poor fellow thought he had taken his sunglasses off and
realized that he had actually taken his dentures out. He did this in public.
The only time I ever ran out of gas was during treatment. I had placed a
post-it on my dashboard, reminding me to buy gas. Unfortunately, the note
covered my gas gauge and I did not see the low fuel-warning indicator. What can
one do but laugh!</div>
Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-420694920715402266.post-4018178756130003282013-10-05T06:00:00.000-07:002013-10-26T12:12:02.336-07:00Unliverish Humor<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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This week, the <i>Hepatitis
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A patient sees his doctor: "Doc, I can't stop singing 'The Green, Green Grass of
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Two cows are standing next to each other in a field. Daisy says to Dolly, I was artificially inseminated this morning. "I don't believe you," says Dolly.<br />
"It's true; no bull," exclaims Daisy. <br />
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Two antennas met on a roof, fell in love, and got married.
The ceremony wasn't much, but the reception was excellent. </div>
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My liver is groaning. </div>
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Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-420694920715402266.post-28892468973033291332013-09-28T06:52:00.000-07:002013-09-28T06:52:29.730-07:00If Shakespeare Had Hepatitis C, Part 2<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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In Hamlet, Shakespeare wrote, “Brevity is the soul of wit.” Here at the <i>Hepatitis Comics</i>, I believe in beating a dead joke. So
this week, I continue with another installment of “If Shakespeare Had Hepatitis
C.” Here are quotes the Bard might have written if his humor was jaundiced…</div>
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Out, damned hepatitis C out, I say!<br />
("Out, damned spot! out, I say!" - Macbeth)<br />
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To treat, or not to treat: that is the question.<br />
("To be, or not to be: that is the question."
- Hamlet)<br />
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Neither a borrower nor a lender be; but donate your liver and other organs upon
death.<br />
("Neither a borrower nor a lender be; For loan oft
loses both itself and friend, and borrowing dulls the edge of husbandry."
- Hamlet)<br />
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The liver doth protest too much, methinks. <br />
(“The lady doth protest too much, methinks” - Hamlet)<br />
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This above all: to thine’s own liver be true.<br />
(“This above all: to thine own self be true.” - Hamlet)<br />
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Friends, Romans, countrymen, lend me your livers.<br />
("Friends, Romans, countrymen, lend me your ears; I
come to bury Caesar, not to praise him". – Julius Caesar)<br />
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Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-420694920715402266.post-24379449612124414542013-09-21T07:00:00.000-07:002013-09-21T07:00:05.365-07:00If Shakespeare Had Hepatitis C<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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<b>If Shakespeare had hepatitis C</b>, he might have written plays
with the following titles:</div>
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<li>Romeo and Jaundice</li>
<li>As You Liver It </li>
<li>The Comedy of Livers </li>
<li>Love's Livers Lost </li>
<li>The Hepatologist of Venice </li>
<li>A Midsummer Night's Biopsy</li>
<li>Much Ado About Hepatitis </li>
<li>Taming of the Gall Bladder</li>
<li>Two Gastroenterologists of Verona </li>
<li>Ascites and Cirrhosis</li>
<li>King Liver</li>
<li>All's Well That Ends with a Sustained Virolgic Response </li>
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Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-420694920715402266.post-45992112793717755442013-09-14T07:00:00.000-07:002013-09-14T07:00:05.002-07:00Tasteless Hepatitis C Humor<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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<b>From time to time, hepatitis C is the subject of tasteless
jokes. </b>Many comedians have joked about it, and inevitably it makes the news. Those who live with this disease are often offended by careless quips about hepatitis C. There is an entire facebook
page devoted to stopping jokes about hepatitis C.</div>
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<b>Hepatitis C jokes are usually tasteless and disturbing,</b> because
often they foster misinformation and continue to stigmatize. Even worse, the
jokes aren’t funny. Granted, a joke made by someone who lives with hepatitis C is
more likely to be appropriate. </div>
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<b>All this is to explain a cartoon </b>by Rich Tennant (The 5th
Wave). The caption reads, “Once again Ronald felt people were avoiding him because
he had hepatitis C.” Ronald is pictured at a cocktail party, wearing a tutu. He
is holding a leash that is attached to a turkey. Because of copyright laws, I
can’t publish it, but I provided a link to this <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhdYSNQU88KsUlfZp4NHT3WAXh_o1eaISpl89Dr77Qn3pFixyBaFWxm0_faZls-k7wbWXQv9QozhG-5U9pBkJvunVT6AlFHEYle9EsyWl8-8wLRFAeUC9SfbRIX0q8vsmwxCPQCKAl7JqYW/s1600/hepC+joke.png" target="_blank">hepatitis C comic</a>. </div>
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<b>Tasteless? Perhaps. Funny? Yes. </b></div>
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Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-420694920715402266.post-57812128967342384542013-09-07T07:00:00.000-07:002013-09-07T07:00:00.556-07:00Hepatitis C's Day in Court<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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<b>This year I participated in a twelve-week clinical trial for
hepatitis C.</b> My stats when I began: I had hepatitis C for 25 years; genotype
1a, viral load greater than 8 million, and stage 2 fibrosis.</div>
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<b>This was my third hepatitis C treatment.</b> The first was interferon
monotherapy in 1997. I did not respond and stopped after three months. The
second was 48 weeks of peginterferon and ribavirin in 2003. I relapsed in the
post-treatment stage. This time I underwent 12 weeks of triple therapy with
Gilead’s sofosbuvir (formerly GS-7977), ledipasvir (formerly GS-5885), and
ribavirin.</div>
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<b>Although this was much easier than the two prior hepatitis C treatments,</b>
it was not without challenges. The rash and headache were easy to deal with. Sleep
was impossible without the aid of modern chemistry. I was fatigued, my head was
cloudy. Apparently, I was a neurotic mess during treatment. I thought I was moderately together, but my husband would
testify in court that I was “difficult to be around.” Fortunately, I didn’t do anything illegal
that would force him to testify in court.</div>
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<b>The recovery period was swift </b>and nearly immediately
noticeable. Unlike peginterferon’s tedious aftermath of two-steps forward,
one-step back, I felt better every day. At my 12-week follow-up visit, I
remained free of hepatitis C. I have a 98% chance of remaining this way until
the official 24-week post-treatment date in November. </div>
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<b>Perhaps I am being overconfident, but 98% sounds like darn
good odds to me.</b> The real question is, if I am cured of hepatitis C, will I
have material for <i>The Hepatitis Comics</i>?
I am sure I will continue to do and say ridiculous things, but without
hepatitis C to take the blame, will I be reduced to dumb blonde jokes? The
Blonditis Comics just doesn’t have much of a ring to it…</div>
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Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-420694920715402266.post-70445754585533950522013-08-31T06:00:00.000-07:002013-08-31T12:50:14.365-07:00Light Hepatainment<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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Although these are not liver-related jokes, we know that
humor is good for the liver. These jokes appear in my email inbox from time-to-time
and I hope they make your hepatocytes chuckle.</div>
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<li>When you get a bladder infection, urine trouble.</li>
<li>What does a clock do when it's hungry? It goes back four seconds.</li>
<li>I wondered why the baseball was getting bigger. Then it hit me!</li>
<li>Broken pencils are pointless.</li>
<li>I tried to catch some fog. I mist.</li>
<li>I used to be a banker, but then I lost interest.</li>
<li>I dropped out of communism class because of lousy Marx.</li>
<li>A dyslexic man walks into a bra.</li>
<li>I didn't like my beard at first. Then it grew on me.</li>
<li>Did you hear about the cross-eyed teacher who lost her job because she
couldn't control her pupils?</li>
<li>I got a job at a bakery because I kneaded dough.</li>
<li>I did a theatrical performance about puns. It was a play on words.</li>
</ul>
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Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-420694920715402266.post-47899820616001122782013-08-24T10:42:00.000-07:002013-08-24T10:42:09.662-07:00A Silly Liver Riddle <div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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Question:<br />
What do you call someone who thinks he or she has hepatitis C, but doesn’t?</div>
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Answer: A hepachondriac</div>
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Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-420694920715402266.post-76701905815304406352013-08-17T06:30:00.000-07:002013-08-17T06:30:01.105-07:00 Mid-liver Crisis<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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Tomorrow is my 60th birthday and I am having a midlife crisis.
I am failing as a hepatic comic. Comedy
Central isn’t knocking at my door. I have not been invited to any late-night
talk shows. I thought by now I would
have replaced Letterman with my own show, <i>The
Liverman </i>show.</div>
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I am running out of liver-related material and may be forced to blog about the esophagus. Oprah where
are you when I need you?</div>
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Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-420694920715402266.post-71380828134240935102013-08-10T08:30:00.000-07:002013-08-10T08:30:03.297-07:00Hepatitis Camp Song<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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Summer makes me think of camp. I
loved sitting around the campfire, singing Kumbaya and Row, Row, Row Your Boat.
I have modernized one of the songs, making it relevant to those with hepatitis C. Warning: This is highly irreverent
and tragic. <br />
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Where Have All the Livers Gone (sung to <i>Where Have All the Flowers Gone - </i>apologies to Pete Seeger)</div>
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Where have all the livers gone, long time passing?<br />
Where have all the livers gone, long time ago?<br />
Where have all the livers gone?<br />
Hep C patients have picked them everyone.<br />
Oh, when will they ever live?<br />
Oh, when will they ever live?<br />
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Where have all the Hep C patients gone, long time passing?<br />
Where have all the Hep C patients gone, long time ago?<br />
Where have all the Hep C patients gone?<br />
Gone for livers everyone.<br />
Oh, when will they ever live?<br />
Oh, when will they ever live?</div>
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Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-420694920715402266.post-8757434516063629392013-08-03T08:30:00.000-07:002013-08-03T08:30:02.810-07:00Tickling the Liver Cells<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">The following medical humor is not related to hepatitis C
or the liver, but hope it makes you feel better. This story is purported to be
true.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;"><span style="font-size: small;">A woman brought her baby in to see the doctor,
and he determined right away the baby had an earache. He wrote a prescription
for ear drops In the directions he wrote, "Put two drops in right ear
every four hours" and he abbreviated "right" as an R with a
circle around it. Several days passed, and the woman returned with her baby,
complaining that the baby still had an earache, and his little behind was
getting really greasy with all those drops of oil. The doctor looked at the
bottle of </span>ear drops<span style="font-size: small;"> and sure enough, the pharmacist had typed the following
instructions on the label: "Put two drops in R ear every four hours." </span></span></div>
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Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-420694920715402266.post-27580616574052607342013-07-27T06:30:00.000-07:002013-07-27T06:30:01.060-07:00World Hepatitis Day<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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July 28th is <a href="http://www.worldhepatitisalliance.org/WorldHepatitisDay/WHD2013.aspx" target="_blank">World Hepatitis Day</a>. I wonder what rituals
would emerge if this was an official holiday. I can just see it – red, blue,
and yellow decorations along with trees festooned with miniature glass livers. People
might play liverball and then eat liver and onions. After their big meal, they
might watch the movie with the all time greatest liver line, <i>Silence of the Lambs</i>, where Hannibal
Lector said that he ate a victim’s liver served with “some fava beans and a
nice chianti.”<br />
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Feliz Hepitad Everyone </div>
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Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-420694920715402266.post-75547066863075247402013-07-20T09:00:00.000-07:002013-07-20T09:00:03.972-07:00Searching for Liver Trees<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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I saw many trees on my vacation, but not one biliary tree.
Here is what I was looking for:</div>
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I guess I couldn’t see the liver for the trees.<br />
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And speaking of trees, I have been to Braintree but never to
Livertree. </div>
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Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-420694920715402266.post-26256044289654066262013-07-13T06:52:00.000-07:002013-07-13T06:52:00.761-07:00Hepatitis C Greeting Cards<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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I think we need special greeting cards for hepatitis C
patients, and I have some ideas.</div>
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Cards for people who are on hepatitis C treatment, or are
about to start:</div>
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<ul style="text-align: left;">
<li>“Wishing you luck on your hepatitis C treatment. May you
avoid all side effects, except the weight loss one.”</li>
<li>“Don't worry about losing your hair. Once you've lost your
eyesight, you won't notice.”</li>
<li>“There is a bright side to hepatitis C, but I can't remember
what it is.”</li>
<li>“Look at the positive side of hepatitis C treatment—now you
will be able to blame everything on the medications.”</li>
<li>“Has hepatitis C left you feeling blue? That is better than
being yellow.”</li>
<li>“Is your liver down in the dumps? Hope you get well soon.”</li>
</ul>
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A Christmas card for someone with hepatitis C: “Hope Santa
brings you a shiny new liver for Christmas."</div>
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A New Year’s card for someone with hepatitis C: “Auld Liver
Syne”</div>
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Attention Hallmark: You saw it here first. </div>
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Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-420694920715402266.post-74289817739125344972013-07-06T07:00:00.000-07:002013-07-06T07:00:01.238-07:00True Story to Amuse the Liver<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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The following medical humor is not related to hepatitis C
or the liver, but hope it makes you feel better.</div>
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A new, young MD doing his residency in OB was quite
embarrassed performing female pelvic exams. To cover his embarrassment he had
unconsciously formed a habit of whistling softly.</div>
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The middle aged lady upon whom he was performing this exam
suddenly burst out laughing and further embarrassed him. He looked up from his
work and sheepishly said, "I'm sorry. Was I tickling you?"</div>
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She replied, "No doctor, but the song you were
whistling was 'I wish I was an Oscar Meyer Wiener."—Physician won't admit
his name</div>
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Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-420694920715402266.post-67878920707925064102013-06-29T06:30:00.000-07:002013-07-03T09:25:23.996-07:00Summer Reading for those with Hepatitis C<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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There are quite a few books about hepatitis C, but none for pleasure reading. Here are some books on my summer reading list, especially
designed for the hepatitis C patient. I call this genre, <i>liverature</i>.</div>
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<li>A Liver Grows in Brooklyn</li>
<li>The Gall of the Wild</li>
<li>Gone with the Liver</li>
<li>Deliverance</li>
<li>The World According to Gall</li>
<li>Heplet</li>
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Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-420694920715402266.post-15666283717375438682013-06-22T07:00:00.000-07:002013-06-22T07:00:01.162-07:00More Hepatitis C Drug Names<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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Last week’s post generated more potential names for
hepatitis C drugs. Thank you readers, especially to my dragon slaying partner and
favorite nurse, GM.</div>
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<i>Dead C </i>(my favorite)<br />
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<i>CeCleared</i></div>
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<i>Cesponder</i></div>
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<i>Hepinpast</i></div>
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<i>C-Funeral</i></div>
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<i>C-You-Later</i></div>
<i>Lost at C</i><br />
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