I hope you all had a wonderful Thanksgiving! I brought the requisite Smashed Potatoes to our family gathering, as well as rabbit food a salad. The potatoes were organic, and I simply added real butter, sauteed garlic, salt and pepper, so I was able to actually eat them. Guilt and allergen free.
I had to stay away from the turkey, since it’s on my more severe food intolerance list, but I did stray a bit and ate Trish’s dressing and a sliver of my MIL’s pumpkin pie. That was the best meal I’ve enjoyed in quite a while.
A discussion of the pumpkin pie later with my children prompted me to recount a childhood story about how my Siamese cat, Tinkerbell, once leaped up onto the kitchen counter and ate all of the whipped cream off of one of my mother’s prized pumpkin pies.
Of course the question was posed, “Did it make her sick?” To which I delighted in answering, “No, but it gave her the scoots for 3 days. And we still ate the pie.”
This was when I had the pleasure of watching my germophobe 9 year old while her eyes roll to the back of her head, before she blacked out.
Those would be her father’s genes, btw. And I never tire of exploiting that fact.
I so love family get togethers. We missed both Thanksgiving and Christmas last year, due to the plague which held our family hostage through the holiday season. It is that same plague that likely kick started my Lyme symptoms in January.
Physically, this was one of the most difficult weekends I’ve had since all of this began. I was warned that it would get worse before it got better. The worse has begun. On the bright side, I learned that I have the ability to dye my hair using only one hand.
How many people can put that on their resume?
It is my belief that the Lyme die-off is already occurring. Especially since my Vitamin D levels are up (from 14 to 52), and my white blood count is nice and high. This indicates that my body has already started fighting. Also, the acupuncture helps open everything up, and break up the inflammation. I’m just finishing a 5 day treatment of antibiotics, to help me battle some old Parovirus and Cytomegalovirus antibodies that are still causing havoc.
I was warned that I might start to experience what is called the Herxheimer Reaction. It’s a normal reaction (a die-off) during a detoxification of the body.
I ain’t skeerd. Because I know what I’m doing battle with now. In fact, despite all the discomfort and pain, my spirits have never been better. I’m going to get through this.
I cannot even begin to count the number of e-mails and contacts I’ve made from people suffering from similar symptoms. And they have shared that Lyme Disease has not been something that was even on the table.
I would have been considered low risk for Lyme Disease, yet I have it. In spades. I am absolutely no medical expert, especially since I’m in the infant stages of learning about this disease and the treatment. But, the only advice I would give is to listen to your instincts. And then find a doctor that will have an open mind and not be afraid to look outside of the box.
And then get a second opinion if you’re not comfortable. And for the love of all that is good, get a second opinion before you let anyone cut into you.
I learned that one the hard way.
Because I’m hearing from so many people who either suspect Lyme or have been diagnosed, I’m working on putting together a page devoted to my Lyme journey, and opening it up to readers to share their journey as well. I’ve learned so much simply from open dialogue.
We’re on our last week of homeschool before we break for December. I’m pretty sure that I’m more excited about that than the children. There is much to do this next month, much to be grateful for, and much to celebrate.
Have a fantastic Monday, everyone! And thank you SO MUCH for all of your words of encouragement over the weekend. I was blown away by your comments after my diagnosis. You cannot even know how healing that is and how much I appreciate each one of you.