For the caregiver:
Tread softly, once it gets started, the interferon will win, even if it loses, it thinks it’s won. The interferon gives the hepsie fighter great strength. The drug assumes the role of professional assassin, has no conscience, and doesn’t follow the rule of logic. You aren’t fighting with the other person, you’ll be fighting with the interferon and you will know you’ve been in a fight. As Mr T from the A Team used to say, “I pity the fool”
For the Hepsie:
Here’s some tricks. The caregiver will be at a disadvantage, they will think they are fighting with you but they will be overwhelmed by the bold moves used by the interferon. They won’t understand this new ability that you have due to your meds. To end the fight, wait until the next day and stay in bed and stop eating, this will make you sicker and you will look and feel bad. Now for the secret weapon, refuse to take your pills because you’re going to stop treatment as it is clearly making you insane. This should do get you out of the dog house rather quickly and a lasting peace shall follow. All is well and bye for now.
2 comments:
You're lucky to have a caregiver who cares so much - the operative word is 'care!'
...and they lived happily ever after!
Awesome advice, and quite a good laugh!
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