Someone who chose to be "anonymous" in regards to one of my posts about Lyme disease when leaving this comment, "Icky Ticky." I'm sure this person thought it was funny or it would irritate me in someway. Instead, I think it is a great title for this new blog post because, in fact, I think ticks are "icky." I could come up with much worse words than that because I know what that little bug can do to the human body. What it has done to mine. What it has done to my life and how that has affected my family.
When I began my "research" into Lyme disease years ago, I tried to ignore all of those facts about the disease I didn't want to believe. I refused to believe that it was "incurable," at least for chronic cases like mine. Absolutely refused. Because that meant, I was giving up hope. Then I began talking to way too many people who reported to me that their symptoms did return after treatment stopped.
The truth is, the bacteria know how to "hide" from the medication. It loves to come out of hiding during extreme stress. There is, after all, 300 different strains of this bacteria. I think it's pretty realistic to assume medication/supplements can't get every last one.
So in August when I felt my health going backwards, I knew something was up. Lab tests showed my hormone levels plummeted and that the nasty bacteria was back and wrecking havoc on me, once again.
Not long after that, I was asked to talk to someone who just found out she had Lyme. Her symptoms were debilitating and painful and much worse than mine. I immediately thought, What in the world can I offer this person or anyone else for that matter? Because here I was, once again, in the same boat.
And then I realized that the best thing I could offer her or anyone else was not to list off all of these doctors, treatment protocols, supplements, and books to read. Yes, they are important, but I realized the best thing I could offer her was what others have offered me along the way that have kept me afloat.
I could offer a whole lot of prayer. A listening ear. To hear I understand, or You are not alone or How can I help you? To my dearest friends and family saying "You can't give up, I won't let you."
Words of encouragement & support & love sure make a difference. They can make all the difference, trust me.
Although I feel discouraged, confused, and at times, hopeless, I've chosen instead to focus on & to be thankful for how far I have come. I am grateful for all the lessons I have learned that I know I couldn't have learned any other way. I chose to be thankful for what I am able to do and the symptoms that are gone. To give thanks for the people in my life who continue to love & support me through this ongoing trial. I will keep on praising God for all I have been given.
And, as always, I will keep on pressing on and through towards health and well-being.
So hopefully this explains to you, my readers, why there has been a lull in my blogging or why I've been M.I.A. :) Thank you to those of you who have reached out to me in one form, or another. I do greatly appreciate you reading and supporting my blog.