Lyme and Shine

I'm not used to feeling helpless.

At this time last year I was healthier that I had ever been in my life. I was loving my favorite fitness class at the gym, Turbo Kick. I was enjoying the amazing journey of blossoming into a space of hope after losing a close friend and coming to the realization that life is too short to not do the thing you love.

And that's what I was doing... when I went to the emergency room in June of 2011. I was in extreme pain with a headache that was relentlessly taking over my life. I was dizzy, nauseated, and had scary looking rashes that developed into the classic bulls eye rashes you hear about with Lyme Disease.

Although I didn't recall being bit by a tick immediately, when I went home that night I remembered that a month before, in May, I had what looked like an annoying blackhead that I couldn't scrub off with the loofah. I wasn't thinking that it might be a tick. I scrubbed it off, and a month later found myself in the ER. They diagnosed me there based on my symptoms and rashes. They also got the tick head out. They were glad we caught it so early. (The rashes were appearing on parts of my body away from the original tick bite. This happens sometimes with early disseminated Lyme.) They started me on a course of antibiotics and sent me back to my primary care doctor.

... There are more writings on this topic, but because they are too tender to yet share, they are omitted from this blog... for now...