As we near the end of another year, we (Dash and I) approach another year of being sick with Lyme disease and its common co-infections. Seven years spring 2015. I never thought I’d be saying that. When I was diagnosed, I naively thought I’d get well within a year or less. I quickly found out that wasn’t going to be the case. Dash (my youngest son) and I switched from a traditional medical approach to a natural approach January of this year. I am so happy we did. Even though we’re still sick, and still having a hard time, and no cure on the horizon, I couldn’t be happier with my decision. If we have to be on treatment long term, I would much rather it be with herbs instead of antibiotics.
Bartnonella is our primary infection. Bart is a beast. It’s really a nasty infection. I think it’s nastier than Lyme itself. And we’ve got it bad in the brain. Just about everything you can think of in the brain, its doing to us. It’s hard and it sucks and there are days I can’t see past the symptoms its causing me mentally. Dash has a lot of rage and crying spells. He has some pain and fatigue as well. It’s just all bad. I wish I could say its better but its not. However, I am believing that one day we will be well – I have to believe that because the alternative sucks and is scary.
Tonight I’m dealing with a migraine, convulsions, paranoia, anxiety, muscle weakness, and pain. It’s 1am and I’m still wide awake because the OTC migraine medicine I take keeps me wired but I would rather be wired than hugging the toilet from the pain of the migraine. I have constant pain in my feet, sometimes have bone pain, often have muscle pain, always have weak muscles.
But, I have more energy now than I have in years, thanks to natural adrenal treatment – and I believe also because of the Lyme disease being killed off. My air hunger is much less now too. There are some improvements. I am so thankful that there are some improvements, even if its not as much as I’d like, it’s better than none. It could be worse. I remind myself of that often. It could be worse. So many have it much worse than I do. There are some Lyme patients who can’t walk, can’t talk, have totally lost their minds, that are in so much pain, and so hopeless, they end their lives. It’s a wicked disease. As bad as it is for Dash and I, I try and keep perspective and keep believing in healing.
Thanks for your continued prayers and support and asking how we are – it’s vital to someone fighting a chronic disease. You can often feel alone, family doesn’t always understand it so they aren’t there for you, so any support a Lyme disease warrior can get is extremely important to their fight. God bless you, my dear friends.