I guess so. I just feel like I did take proper precautions, except maybe as a kid - maybe - but I was a kid, and reported Lyme cases then were like 15 a year in Vermont, and my mom did regular tick checks, and told us to do them, so I avoided tall grass if I had shorts on, and I checked my legs regularly...
That's the thing. I feel like I did everything right. I had played by the rules, and life hadn't been easy, but I had found my way to stability and happiness over the past two years. I was finally cruising, for the first time, and now, suddenly, for no apparent reason, I have to drum up the courage every day to fight an illness that is potentially-to-probably chronic, and that I may have given to my wife, and that she may give to our child. I swear I did everything right. It's completely nonsensical. It feels like a curse. I just don't understand how this reality can be true.
Anyway, day by day. I'm on track to do all I can. I'll do all I can. Thanks for being an ear.
Post Edited (ohblymie) : 5/12/2017 1:07:01 PM (GMT-6)