“I just assumed that I would die,” Johnson told The 19th. “I’m from New York City, and particularly before treatments, I was seeing friends and people I know dying. Then going into the ’90s when treatments became available, and there was the struggle to get access to the treatment, dealing with managing the regimen of treatment: the number of pills that you had to take, some had to be refrigerated, some had to be taken before meals, some taken with meals. It was a challenge.” […]
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