Posted 1/8/2016 3:43 AM (GMT 0)
Dear Lyme Disease,
Allow me to be frank, dreaded disease, for you and I have been
acquaintances for awhile now. For starters, there are days where I
cannot stand you, days where I'd rather not acknowledge your presence
and days where you make me feel so bad that I have no other choice but
to curse your very existence. The problem is, you are always hanging
around, creating havoc on my nervous system and every cell in my body.
You give rise to all sorts of aches and pains that I don't deserve and
make a general mess of my health, or what's left of it. Thanks to you,
what would've been an otherwise forgotten bug bite has cost me so much.
Directly or indirectly, you've taken away friends, my
marriage, my home, my career. On most days, you manage to steal the
spring in my
step, the hope in my heart, and the feelings of stability I rely upon
in order to stay sane. But not today. You see, there are still times,
like today, where I know that you haven't won. Not yet. And possibly
not ever, because I am bound and determined to see that you never do.
Why? Because you don't get to ravish my health and happiness
completely, you just don't deserve to. And you never will. Sure, you
can go on trying, but allow me to remind you of this simple fact...I am
in charge of my body, my mind and my health, even though you will
attempt to convince me otherwise. You are a tiny spirochete that can
and will be destroyed, if it takes me the rest of my life. **It's you
vs. me, borrelia, and even though you've taken a few, in the end, you
will lose the battle.** Yes, you will and it will be a glorious day,
indeed. Let it be known that upon your retreat, you will take your
loser friends, i.e., the insurance companies and coinfections, etc.
with you, for none of you will be welcomed here. As I will be too busy
enjoying my life to ever think about the likes of you again. Until
then, may you shake in your spiral formation just thinking about it...
Love,
Kelly