I've been an outdoorsy person my whole life. I knew Lyme Disease existed but thought the biggest problem associated with it was how to pull the tick out if you found one without covering your self in blood!
Or, God Forbid, you get the "clinical" definition... a bullseye rash. Little did I know I would one day be struggling for my life, not knowing from one day to the next how I would feel, move, breathe or function.
I turned 40 this year, yeah, go me..... it's supposed to be the best year of my life, or so I'm told. Instead, there are not enough hours in the day for me to sleep, there are not enough drugs to make me sleep and it sucks, big time!
I've never had cancer, copd, diabetes, other chronic illnesses, but know I'm battling with an unknown. Even the doctors can't agree on what to do, how to test or treat for it, so I wait and hope, and wish for the good days, cherish the good moments, and hope that one day I get back to my fabulous healthy life I once had!