Little was said between Don and I for the next few weeks about the diagnosis and treatment. We put it behind us and focused on all of the fun of the holidays. It was easy to do too. After all, Don did not look or act ill. The date was set though. We both knew that on January 3rd, he would get his first injection of Interferon and start the regiment of pills. He made it clear to me and to his doctor that he wanted all information and calls to come to me instead of him.
The basic plan was that Don would continue on as normal. He had no intention of taking disability, but was glad that we had a policy in place, just in case it ever came to that. At this time, he did not want anyone, other than our closest family and friends to know what was going on. I reluctantly agreed.
I could not however, stop researching daily about this disease, the treatments, complications and possible side effects. The internet can be as much a friend as an enemy though...as one of the first sights I happened upon was a list of celebrities who had circummed to Hepatitis C. From that moment on, I concentrated only on accredited sights, leaving the B.S. behind me.