Update on the Ex

I hear the loud gurgle of his car pull up to the house to pick me up.  I open the door to the strong smell of mouth wash, or toothpaste (something to mask his beer breath).  It doesn't matter if his beer breath is from last night or this morning, its there.

We head to pick up the rental so that we can drive to Cottonwood for his doctor appointment.  Its a new doctor for him in this long journey of figuring out whats wrong with him and how to treat him.  A year ago they said he has Hepatitis C.  He has been sick off and on and has been waiting for some relief.

Finally they will start treating him soon for the Hep C, but it will be a few weeks for the doctor to send over things to the VA doctor that Scott has and then they have to set up a time to test his liver to see how much cirrhosis is going on.  From what we understood, Hep C is curable and will go away once treated.  Depending on how much cirrhosis will depend on the length of the treatment.

Apparently the liver is a really tough organ and it will regenerate and heal in time and keep on going....but it needs the chance to do that.  Scott was told once again how badly he needs to stop drinking.  It doesn't matter if you have one drink at a celebration or many in the evening, with Hep C, alcohol will speed up and help the Hep C spread and keep going.  Hep C is a virus that will just keep making you sick over and over, its goal is to move on from person to person so it can start over, spread and make sick.  It can only be transferred through blood.  (My son who lives with him, can not share razors for shaving)

The treatment requires a few different pill combos, taken several times a day over a period of time.  The side affects are suppose to be very minimal.  It was good to hear that there is an end in site for how he has been feeling.

We leave the Doctor's office feeling better, he was less nervous and more calm.  We get in the car, sharing in conversation about what we heard, knew and understood.  He pulled out of the parking lot and headed back towards the way to Flagstaff.  Along the way shortly down the road he stops off at a convenient store to purchase a beer.  I know!  I looked at him and I said firmly and a little loud "really Scott! No" He said it was alright, its not like they started him on anything yet and then he tells me that he has cut way way back and it will be fine.

He gets back in the car and I simple say to him "it will defeat the purpose once you are taking that medicine if you drink.  You could use this time of waiting to get started to completely quite."  He said "I know and I have already made up my mind and I will stop"

Scott has his part to do and the doctors have theirs, I guess we will wait see who does their part......

I pray that Scott will do his.