I am not good with updates.  Frankly life is so chaotic and arguably dramatic (big surprise coming from me I'm sure😄), I forget to slow down and share and take things in.  Today I did though. I am officially no longer working,  and am more and more being reminded of my fragility. I am still doing well and extremely greatful and hopeful in my circumstance. But I am not the same me I was a year ago, and that is strange and not exactly desired if I'm being honest.  Currently my prognosis is good,  my C levels are at a 0 which means none found in my blood so the treatment is working well. And for the vast majority, until recently, I have been mostly side affect minimal.