I know that I live in Minnesota, but how can it be that damn near everyone I know has their own Lyme story? My son’s best friend’s father. 4 weeks of anti-biotics. Same for my brother-in-law.
My husband’s aunt has fibromyalgia that she always suspected was Lyme. My writing sister with “arthritis” has always thought it was Lyme.
And now, I get an email from a regular reader of another blog I write tells me, through her cortisone shots and joint pains, that she, too suspects Lyme.
I’m sick of the drama. Sick of the controversy. And I’m so lucky I have a doctor that gets it. Gratitude, baby. That’s what I’ve got.
Test results today: CD-57 is 72. Not low normal at 200. Not 8 or 14, or 23, but 72. Not bad for chronic Lyme.