Two months ago, Puck was dying of AIDS. The 34-year-old San Francisco hairdresser (who doesn't use a last name) had made a will and signed over his power of attorney, and was searching for a way to pay what he thought would be his final nursing bills. Today, however, he's talking about going into business for himself and opening up an individual retirement account. "I'm even thinking of buying a house with a 30-year mortgage," he says. "What a concept!"
What happened? Like those of thousands of AIDS patients, Puck's prospects have been dramatically changed by a new class of drugs...
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