My name is Hank,I live in Overland Park, Ks. with my loving wife Peri. My wife is a grade school music teacher, I'm a law enforcement officer, and have been for twenty years. I hope I can retire in five years to start to enjoy life with my wife.

In 1968 when I was 17,I enlisted into the service to fight for freedom in America, and a better way of life for the people of Viet Nam. After a few months of being in country I took some r&r to Japan. While there I thought I should get a couple of tattoos(big Mistake)After my tour in the service I worked as a switchman for a railroad for a few years but got tired of the boredom. And joined the police force for some excitement. During those years I did get stuck with dirty syringes more than once but didn't think much about it.

In 1990-91 I went to the doctor for a checkup at which time he told me that I tested positive for hepc. He said they didn't know much about it because it was new, and that I should get my blood checked every so often so it was forgotten about until 1997. By this time I had a new doctor, and he also ran a blood test to find out what my count was. At the time it was about 2,500 so he had me take a blood test eve six months. In early 2001 he told me that my count had jumped to 11,000 so he was going to send me to a gastro to have me checked out. He took a biopsy, and told me I had some moderate fibrosis, and no cirrhosis. So he put me on the Rebatron treatment which I have been on now for eight months.

I forgot to tell you that I have two grown sons ages 23-25 the 25 year old , and his wife just made me a grandpa for the first time, A beautiful granddaughter named Morgan. Well that's my story in a nut shell I'm sure it sounds like a broken record to everyone.

God Be With You All, Love Hank

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