I need to rant . . . The first time they diagnosed me with LD I cried like a freakin' baby as soon as I left the doctors office. That was over two years ago.
When I found out two months ago that I've relapsed I just dealt with it. I've done what the doctor has told me to do and not freaked out about any of it.
Until I talked to my brother last night . . .
He started yelling at me that the doctor has no idea what he's talking about and I need to be listening to the people who love me not "some guy" who wants my money.
Who is he to tell me that I'm sick? I'm pefectly healthy!
(Mind you this is ALL my brothers perspective, not mine!)
I need to be working (which I am) AND going back to school this fall (which was postponed until next fall)!
I need to be out exercising every day because if I were doing that I would be healthy! That's my real problem, not some stupid disease!
He (my brother)knows plenty of people who have gotten bitten by ticks, and they were all fine! So, I would be too, if I just started exercising and taking care of myself!
Of course I don't have the energy to exercise, I have to start doing it to build up the energy to do it!
After this conversation was when I lost it. I started crying like a baby again.
I started thinking back on when I first was diagnosed. They told me "One month of doxy and you'll be all better".
One month later they told me "We haven't kicked it yet, and you have a coinfection too, but we're giving you a picc line, but two months of IV antibiotics and you'll be all better".
Two months later they told me "We still haven't kicked it, so we have to keep the picc line in for a while longer."
Six months after that they told me you have Chronic Lyme and Fibromyalgia, but you're in remission from the Lyme so you should be ok unless you relapse, which you probably won't.
Now I've relapsed.
First they tell me,after a clinical diagnosis, "You're relapsing, Three months of abx and you should be all better".
Then they get my test results back and tell me, "Probably 2 years of treatment, probably IV".
OK . . . . ALL THESE TIMES OF THIS IS WHEN YOU'RE GOING TO BE BETTER . . . WHEN AM I GOING TO BE BETTER?!
I've stopped crying now, but I'm still losing it. I don't know how much longer I can take this!
I don't even understand how I got bit by a tick! I HATE GOING OUTSIDE!!! LMAO! I'm the kind of person who likes to sit inside and read a book all day!
Anyways . . . sorry for the rant . . . I just really need to get it out, even if nobody could manage to read through the whole thing!