Artwork by Odyssey of the Body newsletter. Used with permission. What follows is a dream I had about a year ago. At the time I was really struggling with my PTSD and feeling too weak to defend myself. My mind
Prior to being diagnosed with Lyme disease I was not a routine type of person. I preferred spontaneity to structure. But, the importance of routine was revealed to me in the need for structure and expectations, however minor those expectations
During my treatment, as life passed me by, I would stare out my windows anxious to rejoin the world. I lamented all of the things I was unable to do: riding my bike, rock climbing, going for walks with my
I recently wrote about the worst night of my Lyme disease treatment. I realized after I hit publish and closed the mental door on that post, how deeply that experience had affected me. In writing about that night, I was
Reflecting optimism I hear my husband walk in and gently nudge me awake. He doesn’t know it but I’ve been awake since I heard him start the coffee. I feel the weight of his body compressing the mattress behind me.
The Power of Grief “A central process in grieving is the attempt to reaffirm or reconstruct a world of meaning that has been challenged by loss.” -Robert A. Niemeyer When I was first diagnosed with Lyme disease, back in 2017,
Yes, yes it can! I awoke with a start to the sound of the front door rattling dramatically. Glancing at the clock by our bedside, I see the red numbers, 2:32, glaring back at me. Is someone breaking in? Are
“The sun raped my eyes leading to an anger that would boil up inside me” I want to share this example without preamble, because it’s the best example of Lyme rage that I have. I’ll explain more on the topic
It’s a biological necessity and yet we whisper about it as though we should be ashamed. But, ee have to talk about this symptom of late-stage Lyme disease and its co-infections. If I had been less embarrassed to discuss my bowel issues, I may have been diagnosed much sooner.