DUOFILIA

Due to my last post and no postings or comments by me for the past couple weeks, kind friends have been concerned, so I thought I’d better write this post before the FBI showed up at my door!

I’m just overwhelmed at the moment. Between the stuff going on in the last post and the regular psychotic holiday season, I’ve decided to crawl up in my den and curl up in the fetal position. Actual the holiday season alone makes me want to do that. Too busy. Fred today told me I needed to make time for myself and take care of myself. That’s good advice and starting today I’ve decided that if I just need to do nothing and just mellow out, I’m not going to feel guilty about it. Earlier today I was wrapping gifts for the needy family we adopted for this Christmas and feeling guilty because it didn’t feel like work. Isn’t that dumb? (That’s a rhetorical question, you smart aleck’s out there.) Anyway, so I’m taking it easy right now, just doing what I can and so may not post much until January. Unless I feel like it. Thanks to all of you who wrote such touching comments to my last post. It meant a LOT LOT LOT to me.

Anyway, send prayers for my Dad who I forced to go to the ED today with severe abdominal pain.

Love to you all.

Ok, fine. I’ll talk about my Lyme Disease, which I don’t like to do. It’s like an obnoxious celebrity like P***s H****n or M*****l J*****n — I don’t want to even mention their names because even bad press is still press. This is really stupid, however, because Borrelia burgdorferi — the bacteria that causes LD — couldn’t care less either way.

I don’t know how long I’ve had Lyme Disease. All I know is that I got “lucky” because most case of LD are misdiagnosed and mistreated for years before the figure it out. My case was dormant, deep in the tissues of my body until a series of events brought it out. Periods of intense stress, disease or injury can make dormant, chronic Lyme become evident and turn ugly.

In the fall of 2004 my world was defined by stress. We had just moved to this property and had to do major, unexpected work on the house, a long painful process that strained my marriage. We were also raising twin toddler girls, I was working part time, and I was finishing my baccalaureate. Apparently, this was enough to awaken the sleeping dragon. (more…)