Yesterday changed my life and this time not for the better. I learned that I have Lyme Disease. Yes, the disease that comes from the bite of a tick. It really blows my mind. I never ever remember having been bit by a tick in all my life. My parents have said the same thing.
For those of you who have known me a long time or are just meeting me by coming across this blog site, I have had numerous medical problems throughout my life. Things including: sleep disorders, psychiatric disorders, fibromyalgia, neuropathy, mono, a total hysterectomy (at the age of 25, 6 months after my husband & I were married), falls, bladder & incontinence issues resulting in two surgeries for an Interstim Device, gastric issues, neurological problems such as tremors and mild seizures, just to name a few. All of these things could be individual in and of themselves, but all of the symptoms that make up these and other diagnoses are related to Lyme Disease.
My doctor, Rebecca Knight, M.D., told me that most doctors do not test for Lyme Disease unless a tick is present on the body or a known bite has occurred.
After struggles with my health... continual pain, including a hospital stay in August 2010, Dr. Knight decided to test me for the disease along with several other conditions. I knew Lyme Disease wasn't an option... I didn't have a tick nor a bite mark.
Well, yesterday I returned to Dr. Knight's office after having had blood drawn a week prior. She walked in the room where my husband Jeff and I waited, and before she could sit down, the words Lyme Disease fell from her mouth. WHAT? How on earth could this be possible? Dr. Knight explained that it is very possible I was bit a long time ago.... like as a child... decades!
Over my life my continuing symptoms were looked over by numerous doctors as a 'problem in my head' (aka. a psychiatric issue). Finally, Dr. Knight was out for a fight and I couldn't be more thankful for everyone in her office and their determination to look for a diagnosis to explain my symptoms & illness. And as they arm themselves for treatment, not only through medical research & medications, but also through what I love to call 'knee-time' (aka praying out to our Abba Father, the Great Physician). I love you all!
Long story short... I am an emotional wreck! I have cried, screamed & cursed, as my anger, frustration, anxiety & depression has ridden a roller coaster of fear over the past twenty-four hours. I have been numb and slept most of the time. Two doses (soon to be 3) of oral antibiotics has been the beginning of our hopeful treatment. Blood work will be done to see if there is improvement. This is a long process with several treatment plans, but as this did not come on over night, if I am blessed for a cure, it won't disappear over night either.
I will keep you posted throughout this process no matter how long it takes. One thing I know for certain... Jesus Christ will HEAL me, whether here on earth or when He calls me home.
God bless & much love,
Sydni