Tag Archive: Borrelia

Yes, it’s been awhile since I’ve reached out to all of you. I left off blogging in December about the “Beyond Lyme & Other Chronic Illnesses” conference hosted by Dr. Richard Horowitz and held at the renowned Kripalu center in Lenox MA, beginning with “Kripalu: Closing in on the 8%” and “Kripalu: Casting a Wider Net.” Since then, I’ve been busy with urgent kare, kolonoscopys, and even Keeping up with the Kardashians from my kouch as I recovered from a bit of a setback, possibly a kase of lyme and ko-infection komplications. As you can tell, I’ve missed unleashing some kreativity.

But I’m back…with “Kripalu: Circle of Song & Synchronicity”.

After the end of our second day of research, treatments and case studies presented by Dr. Horowitz–and more than 6 hrs of intensive discussions and note taking–our hearts and minds were heavy and fatigued. But somehow, despite it all, the adoring face of Dr. Horowitz shone bright. And that of his wife Lee as well. How did they emit such light? Such energy? Such spirituality? How was their a lightness to their spirit despite the weight of their world ? We would soon find out.

We were invited to return after dinner for an evening of song. I could barely breathe after gorging on the gluten free buffet. But I fought the quinoa coma and found my way to the meeting hall again. We sat in a circle,  huddled together like faithful scouts. Some in chairs, some stretched out on the floor. The same room we had been in all day had somehow transformed with the moonlight…and with the energy of the man with the guitar. He was the glue holding the circle together, the strongest link in the chain–Dr.Horowitz.

How could this brilliant being be speaking of triple persister antibiotic protocols in one minute, and his experience studying with the Tibetan Masters the next? I was moved by his stories of enlightenment and spiritual study. And I could feel the energy of himself and his Kempo masters–and the Kempo masters before them, and before them yet again. I pictured the glowing fireballs of their hearts and bodies, the embers of centuries of spirituality and meditation warming the room and ourselves.

And then, we were warmed with song and the soothing voices of Dr. Horowitz and his wife Lee. This Land is Your Land. Somewhere Over the Rainbow. Turn, Turn, Turn. “When the sun came shining and I was strolling. And the wheat fields waving and the dust clouds rolling. As the fog was lifting. A voice as chanting. This land was made for you and me”…”The colors of the rainbow, so pretty in the sky. Are also on the faces of people passing by. I see friends shaking hands, saying how do you do? They’re really saying I love you”…”To everything turn, turn, turn. There is a season turn, turn, turn. And a time for every purpose under heaven”…

We were warm, content, relaxed and moved. People began sharing stories. Then Dr. Horowitz asked me to share one of mine, one I had shared with him a few months earlier. We had been having dinner, discussing business. When suddenly he asked me if I had ever played Synchronicity. No, I said naively, I hadn’t…thinking it was a board or card game. But then I realized he didn’t mean that at all. He meant had  I ever played with synchronicity. Like throwing a question to the universe and waiting to see what happens. In fact I had, I told him. At one time, I was struggling to write my book. I remember looking upwards to the sky in desperation begging to know if I should write it. Months later, on my way for a coffee stop, a car cut in front of me. With the license plate WRITEIT. And so I did. I wrote it.

Because of our discussion, I was inpsired to “play synchronicity” again. He told me to put another question to the universe and wait patiently for the signs around me. So I did. And in the same rotary that I must take for my daily coffee stop, it happened again. A car with a license plate in front of me caught my attention. This time, it read YRULOST. I took that to mean that I needn’t be troubled by what had been troubling me. I wasn’t lost after all. Dr. Horowitz had delighted in this when I had told him of it, and now all my fellow “scouts” reveled.

Gasps and applause from the circle brought me back to the moment. The night had already felt so synchronous with songs and spiritual awakenings and now sharing my stories of “the synchronicity game”only heightened my sense that I was connected to the universe and at that very moment, to no place stronger than that circle. We were all feeling a sense of connection. Which would be sealed for all of us in the closing gestures of Dr. Horowitz and Lee…

….A Tibetan blessing. One by one, as she made her way around the circle, Lee placed both hands gently atop our heads as they chanted softly, and blessed us. Each and every one.

What we experienced that night, as lyme patients and advocates, was the best form of medicine and healing that any of us could have ever asked for: Unconditional love and acceptance, and unselfish giving. That is the true healing power of Dr. Horowitz. He healed a part of all of us that night with his gifts. Not the gift of triple persister protocols. But the gift of  his spirituality  and essence, allowing us to find inner peace and to let go of our fears, admist songs, stories and blessings. At least for a little while. As we sat in our synchronous circle. It would be the single most powerful experience at Kripalu, and the year, that I would have.







ILADS Sound Bites Day 2: 10/10/14

It’s Day 2 of the ILADS 15th Annual Symposium in Washington, D.C. Here’s some sound bite highlights:

President Daniel Cameron

“Today, we open with our largest opening ever…500 attendees representing 42 states.”

Dr. Monzayeni, MD: Bartonella: Scientific and Clinical Considerations in Lyme Disease

“Suspect Bartonella especially when there are neurological or neuropsychiatric findings…especially when Lyme treatment fails.”

“It is possible to get Bartonella with out Borrelia. In fact, I think it is quite common. Bartonella can cause false positive on IgM Western blots.”

“Rodents. Birds. CATS. Dogs. Wildlife. Notice my emphasis on CATS?! Cats have 1,000,000 fold higher Bartonella levels in their blood than other animals. People can get Bartonella from cat (scratches) and flea exposure. That’s why they call it cat scratch fever.”

“Bartonella’s infection strategy is to get in the vascular system. It is a Small Vessel disease. Small Vessel disease causes working memory impairment and mood disruptions. Other signs include peripheral neuropathy (tingling), POTS, tremors, muscle/joint/pain, headache, fatigue.”

“With Bartonella, nerves are like the most sensitive trip wires.”

“When testing for Bartonella (Galaxy Labs), take a sample. Test the serum for presence of Bartonella DNA. Culture the blood. Test that. If negative, wait for awhile. Then repeat.”

“Bartonella is bizarre. It is an immune suppressant. Yet a B-cell stimulator.”

“In one case of a 30 year old veterinarian, a breast cyst tested positive for Bartonella. What is fibrocystic breast disease? Is there a connection? I don’t know. Liver cysts have also been seen.”

“You know you’ve arrived when you get a nasty letter from the editor from the CDC Lyme Team.”

“In my practice, 1/3 of my patients with Bartonella have Lyme, 1/2 have psychiatric issues and most have neurological issues.”

“There is no data on transmission of Bartonella during pregnancy. Over the last 4 years, I’ve seen five pregnancies, and the umbilical cord blood was negative for Bartonella in all 5. All the children are well. Nature may have developed a way of dealing with Bartonella.”

“My overall experience with Bartonella is generally positive, when using antibiotics.”

“Endocrine dysfunction is very common in Bartonella and this dysfunction interferes with treatment drugs. The adrenal and thyroid dysfunctions must be treated first or treatment will fail.”

“Typically with Bartonella, i.v. antibiotics is not needed. And there is a low rate of true relapse.”

Dr. Joseph Annibali: The Role of Spect in Diagnosing & Treating Lyme

“Modern psychology may reflect and lead to connections to infectious disease. Like Bartonella.”

“What is my connection to Lyme? My friend Gary, my daughter, her dog, our horse. And our cat at home, Valentino..My friend Gary was in a cardiac unit for 10 days after having palpitations. They wanted him to get a pacemaker. It ended up he had Lyme.”

“SPECT stands for Single Photon Emission Computed Tomography. It measures blood flow to the brain, not brain activity. It shows areas of the brain that work right and areas that don’t work right. It doesn’t give us specific answers. But it helps us ask better questions. There are other causes of low blood flow, or hypoperfusion, such as drug use or HIV.”

“In 75% of Lyme patients, we see hypoperfusion. Blood flow is reduced and the brain looks less healthy. It indicates low activity in certain areas. Abnormalities in an MRI are found in 14%. The SPECT is much better than an MRI.”

“There are two patterns in a SPECT. The first pattern is scalloping. These looks like bumps in the image of the brain. It has a toxic-looking bumpiness to it.”

“The second pattern of a SPECT is limbic overactivity, or inflammation.”

“How does a SPECT ultimately help? It emphasizes the need to decrease inflammation and/or calm the limbic system. It helps parents and families and even the affected to understand and accept why they are acting or feeling a certain way, including moodiness. It’s validation. It reduces guilt and shame. It can also help follow the progress of treatment.”

Stephen Phillips, MD: Brucellosis

“Brucellosis has been studied for over 100 years. We still have no agreed upon treatment.”

“When given, Vitamin C 1 gram per day for 15 days, 75% reversal of Brucella anergy was observed. Edible mushrooms are also helpful.”

“Liposomes are spherical vessels with lipids. Their structure mimics cell membranes. The immune system sees liposomes as invading cell and gobble them up. This makes liposomes an ideal drug/nutrient delivery system.”

“Liposomal gentamicin is 20,000 times more effective than free gentamicin.”

“If you miss a case of Brucellosis, it’s a tragedy. We don’t have the diagnostics, but we shouldn’t miss it by looking for increased CRP, fevers mostly in the evenings, hobbling and pain.”

Robert Bransfield, MD: Sleeping Disorders Impacting Lyme Patients

“Recovery is associated with sufficient REM sleep”

“Chronic stress and non restorative sleep from Chronic infections contributes to disease perpetuation which leads to compromised immunity.”

“With Chronic Lyme, you are half awake, half asleep all the time. You are never fully awake and never in a deep sleep.”

“Lack of sleep causes mitochondrial stress and shrinkage of the brain.”

“Delta sleep deficiency and sleep problems result in increased proinflammatory cytokines. Sleep deficiency blunts the immune response.”

“I’ve seen patients with horrific and intrusive images in the form of nightmares.”

Wayne Anderson, ND: Parasites

“Abdominal pain and constipation are two of the main signs or symptoms.”

“My Constipation Hypothesis: Chronic Lyme patients will have great difficulty or never get better when they are constipated. It blocks and locks the system. I’m highly sensitive to constipation in my patients.”

“Magnesium and vitamin C can be helpful.”

“When the constipation is recalcitrant, think parasites!!”

“Constipation happens because there is a lack of communication between the brain and gut. And inflammation of the lining of the gut.”

“The worse the abdominal pain, the most likely to be parasites. My suspicion index goes way up.”

“Antiparasite pharmaceuticals include Alinia, Albenozole, Ivermectin.”

“Antiparasitic herbs include Byron White A-P formula (15 drops 3x/day), gamma oryzanol, artemisia (helpful for babesia)”

Dr. Horowitz: Case studies

“For neuropathy, we used methyl B12, alpha lipoic acid and benfotiamine.”

“For OCD, inositol 2 grams several times per day.”

“For detox, oral liposomal glutathione which also helps with memory and fatigue.”

“Adrenal dysfunction is the largest nail that needed to be pulled. Find all the nails by using the 16 point MSIDS map. Once all of the things on the map are addressed, the patient will start to get better. It’s all in my book.”

“Thank you all for your compassion. It’s really people like you that are the future of medicine.”

“Joe Burrascano is one of the father’s of Lyme disease. He taught me what I know. Now I teach you what I know.”

Thank YOU all for YOUR compassion speakers and ILADS!!

500 docs from 42 states learning how to diagnose and treat Lyme!

500 docs from 42 states learning how to diagnose and treat Lyme!

Katie Courage

Here’s the follow up to the Katie Courage, er, uh, Katie Couric show that just began covering the topic of chronic lyme. There is hope they will continue to do so based on all the comments and buzz and stories that keep rolling in (way to bite back lymies). Below is a link for Katie’s Follow Up Friday video as well as a link to the Q&A with Dr. Horowitz and Dr. Halperin.

For the video, click here:


For the Q&A, click here:


Let’s all continue to follow the developments through Katie Courage, er, uh, Couric, it seems like the show may continue to ask for our stories…share them!! 

Don’t whisper…scream from the mountaintops!! 🙂




She’s done it yet again. She’s inspired me to draw on powerful analogies to describe her epic fight against lyme disease. First, I described her as Aslan the Lion in The Lion, The Witch, and The Wardrobe from July 2012. Then, as Snow White in This Is Your Year, Snow White in January 2013. And now, how can I resist but to draw analogies from the Harry Potter series when on October 9th her chronic lyme story was aired…in an episode of the Katie Couric show called “Lyme, Disease, Daniel Radcliffe”. I mean, that’s almost too easy. But, no. No. It is not an analogy featuring Kelly as the brilliantly resilient Harry Potter and Lyme as the evil Voldemort, the darkest of dark wizards.  No….it’s not that. Come on. Hop on the Hogwarts Express with me. Let me tell you Kelly’s lyme disease story in my eyes. And it will soon become painfully clear why she shares the spirit of Hermione.

Like Hermione, she was born to “muggles”. Wonderful, salt of the earth “ordinary” hard-working, loving folk who supported her unconditionally. In time, she discovered she was a “witch” with special powers. In Kelly’s case, a kindred, god-loving, sweet spirit with the ability to spread light into the lives of others, including her family, friends and students. Hermione was sent to Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry to utilize her gift, , while Kelly used hers as a wife, mom and teacher.

At Hogwarts, Hermione was “sorted” into Gryffindor, one of four groups the students were assigned to. Those belonging to Gryffindor were identified as being brave, courageous, determined, unintimidated and fearless. Kelly, you are most qualified for Gryffindor. You too are a Gryffindor girl, for these traits. Ironic isn’t it that the emblem for Gryffindor is a lion. Wouldn’t be the first time I compared you to a lion, now would it, Aslan? Thing is, Hermione did have one weakness. Flying. Now Kell. It’s been a while since you’ve been able to drive. For now, I would say that like Hermione you are not a good Quidditch candidate nor should you attempt the Nimbus 2000 anytime soon. But don’t you worry, soon you WILL win that world cup in the game of lyme and you’ll be able to do all the flying and driving your heart desires 🙂 And do you know how hard it is for me to spell Gryffindor so many consecutive times with my lyme brain and lyme fingers?!

Then Kelly’s life turned into a chapter from Harry Potter and the Chamber of Secrets.  In this second book in the series, a vicious, frightful,  dragon-like, snake-like ancient monster is released and begins to attack students in the halls of Hogwarts. Hermione is caught in it’s grotesque and powerful stare, petrifying her. Petrifying her. In a rock-like state. Like Kelly being stared down…and petrified…by the unsightly beast, Borrelia.  Starting first with her arms. Then weeks later, full body, stone cold…paralysis. Petrified? More like petrified. And how did Kelly overcome? Much like Hermione did. With the magic and compassion of her caretakers.  Image

Hermione, that heroine. She was the driving force behind the Dumbledore Army, a secret study group for the Defense against Dark Acts. She fought with her comrades including Harry, Ron, and her teachers,  in a series of battles including the Battle of Hogwarts that brought an end to the evil Voldemort in a fierce and ghastly struggle for all time. Like you Kelly. Leading with bravery our “secret society” Lyme With the Wind (or is it Gone With the Lyme?!) support group.  Taking us through our battles while fighting yours. Kelly, that heroine.  

If Kelly is Hermione in all of this, does that make Dr. Horowitz Harry Potter and the CDC Voldemort? Yeah. It kinda does. Maybe there is deeper meaning in all of this. Is the general public unintentionally walking around like “muggles”, unaware of the wizard and witch warriors around them affected by lyme disease? As in the books and movies, the muggles do not see things in the wizardly world. Not their homes, their castles, their secret places. Then for sure they wouldn’t see their pain.But Kelly is helping to change all that. By bringing the often invisible disease chronic lyme to the forefront. By sharing her story. By raising awareness.

Kelly, you are a heroine, like Hermione. A herione of haphazard lyme hell. 

See Kelly’s story a here:




And as seen on the Katie Couric Show:

Kelly on Katie Couric

DISCLAIMER: Um. So..er…uh…I’ve never actually read any of the Harry Potter books. And never really understood the movies. But wikipedia makes for great cliff notes 🙂 Just don’t judge me too harshly me on my Harry Potter facts…!

The kids at Magic Kingdom!

The kids at Magic Kingdom!

On Tuesday, April 23rd, at 8:30 pm,  at Disney’s Animal Kingdom Lodge, I had the scare of my lyme life.

We had been driving that day from the first leg of our vacation in Fort Lauderdale to Orlando, to start our Disney adventure with the kids. After arriving in the afternoon, we immediately hit the pool where we swam, sun bathed, and enjoyed the poolside games. We also enjoyed the resort grounds, teaming with waterbucks, antelopes, giraffes and zebras! We refueld with a great Aftrican-themed dinner at the resort’s Boma restaurant–great african inspired cuisine made complete for me with the addition of an ice cold gluten free beer, called Omission. Omission. If only I could omit you Borrelia, if only!!

We were winding down for the evening, chilling at the arcade, then the hotel balcony. This is where things started moving in slow motion. Slow. Agonzing. Terrifying. Motion.

I came in from the balcony to get the kids pajamas out. I bent over a suitcase, and suddenly felt my leg fold from under me.  It was a bizarre folding sensation. More like my leg was melting. Oh, I thought. Something is terribly wrong, terribly.  This slow, warm, numb rush slithered up my leg, as it went numb. I moved, hoping to shake it off. Then my arm was under the same gripping spell and I fell to the floor, unable to move my entire left side. Then my neck and head succumbed, it was like weights were tied to me. I felt like my entire left side had melted to the floor and left me in a puddle like the wicked witch of the west. Only you were the only wicked witch of the west that  day Borrelia. The wicked witch of the west, east, north south…and every direction in between. Only I didn’t know it yet.

I screamed out, in disbelief of what was happening. “I’m having a stroke, I’m having a stroke!!!” I screamed out to my husband, banging at him on the glass door to the balcony. All the while my kids terrified and panicked. I thought I was going to die that night, in front of them. I was struggling not to pass out and in disbelief and full panic mode. I can’t believe I might leave them motherless, I cried, this can’t be happening.

The paramedics arrived. “Can you move your left foot?” They asked. No, I could not. “Can you lift your left arm above your head?” they asked. No. I could not. This was not looking good for me. They agreed they needed to bring me to the ER, it may be a stroke. At this time Borrelia, there was nothing in my mind that pointed to you. I had been going about my life just fine. Ended my lyme treatements 4 months ago. Feeling fine. Dizzy. Buzzy feet. Twitchy. Just the norm stuff. It never occurred to me you had joined our little family vacation in such a big, uninvited way.

At the hosptial, they immediately did a chest xray to rule out a blood clot to the lungs. Followed by an EKG. Then a cat scan. Then bloodwork for a heart attack. All the while I just cried and sat and prayed. I could not believe my new reality might be that I had just had a stroke.  I thought of all my neightbors, friends, coworkers and family I ‘d have to tell and I felt embarrassed and hopeless. But that was only if I made it through the night I thought. God, please let me make it. I won’t leave my kids, I won’t. Why was this happening I kept asking out loud with my husband holding my hand. I take such good care of my self. In damn good running form. Eat excellent. Do everything right. Why was my body failing me?? The stress was going to kill me if a stroke didn’t first.

The first round of tests ALL came back normal, an instant burst of relief. But I was admitted over night for observation. They had ruled out a heart attack and major stroke, but I needed an MRI to rule out a TSI, transient ischemic attack, or mini stroke. Dammit, I wasn’t in the clear yet. Nor would I be for the next 14 hours, which is how long it took them to get me the MRI.

I did nothing but sat motionless in my bed. Waiting. Didn’t watch tv. Didn’t talk. Didn’t sleep. Didn’t eat. Just waited. I saw three doctors. The first two didn’t even hear me say “I have lyme disease”. Well, they chose not to, as you would imagine. But the third. He was like a prince charming of sorts. Young. Compassionate. Calming. And when I told him I had lyme, he nodded his head in understanding. In UNDERSTANDING!!! “Well, then” he said assuredly and sweetly, “this could certainly be in the realm of lyme”! WHAT?! A mainstream MD just acknowledged and understood and agreed lyme could be a suspect? In fact, he believed it was the case, even before my MRI results came back. He even could barely wait to be informed of the results, almost just to confirm his suspicion. God Bless this kind hearted, open minded professional. For the first time I felt some hope. I called my lyme ND on her personal phone. She assured me she had seen this type of response before and would get me back into her office to figure out our next plan of attack. God Bless her too. I told her I loved her and  hung up the phone.

MRI negative!! MRI freakin’ negative!! No mini stroke either! I could have jumped up on my hospital bed and performed “The Little Mermaids’s Magical Voyage Musical” right then and there! I was so happy and so relieved!! Walked out of that hospital cursing Borrelia but at the same time, thankful it was just that and nothing else! I was going back to the hotel to see my kids!!!!!

Next day we shake rattled and rollercoastered our way ALL over the Magic Kingdom!! Space Mountain, Splash Mountain, Thunder Mountain! Sure,  I was a little leary. And weak. And dizzy. I had to laugh, wondering if all this jarring and jostling and twisting and turning on all the rides was going to shake up Borrelia all over my body and make things worse….or scare her away! HA! I didn’t care! I didn’t have a stroke and I was going to have fun and enjoy and show the kids mom was tough and nothing was going to spoil our fun!

Okay, so maybe I over did it that day. Just a little. Next day, I had to tame Hollywood studios from a wheel chair (see pic of me from my wheelchair). And during each show, when the lights dimmed, I wondered is that me or the lights? Was I about to pass out? When air conditioning blew on my legs, I wondered if it was the air or if I was going numb and limp again. With each step, I wondered if I would fall. Yes, Borrelia. It’s always hard to know with you. But screw you. I wasn’t going to let it stop me. Despite the fear and discomfort and dizziness and weakness. And by the way. Speaking of Hollywood Studios. I am the Director of me. Not you.

And the smiles on my kids faces, the smiles!! But my poor daughter. Asking me if I can smile for her about every 5 minutes. She was checking to see….if I was having a stroke. How could you scare her like that, Borrelia, how could you?


Me, in a wheelchair at Disney’s Hollywood Studios.

And so I have returned. To NH. To begin another work week tomorrow. To await an appt. with my lyme ND next week. Here I go again. On that roller coaster of lyme.  Hey Borrelia. Mickey Mouse called. He doesn’t want to see your kind of roller coasters at Disney World ever again. Ever. WTF.


This is your year, Snow White

Franz Jüttner (1865–1925): Illustration from S...

Franz Jüttner (1865–1925): Illustration from Sneewittchen, Scholz’ Künstler-Bilderbücher, Mainz 1905 (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

Snow White. My sweet, spirited, beautiful friend. With dark hair and fair skin. Who lays paralyzed in a rehabiliation facility.  Her body unable to move. This fairy tale starts with the evil queen tick, who dispatches her huntsmen–Borrelia, Bartonella and Babesia–to bring down Snow White. And now she lays  unable to move, paralzyed by their evil doing, her body in a slumber.

The Huntmen may think they have your body in their hands, Snow White. But we know otherwise. This is your time to reverse this curse, this poison. To secretly allow the slumber to  replenish your body as you load up on nourishment. The sleep and rest will bring your immune system renewal. And the physical therapies will restore your strength.

Your dwarves surround you, Snow White. There’s Itchy. And Twitchy. Buzzy (that’s me!), Dizzy and Chesty. And don’t forget Tubey and Newbie. Your lyme dwarf friends, Snow White. For our spirits combined are still dwarfed by yours. We surround you. Support you. Relate to you. Understand you. Believe in you. And are here to hold your hand. And to be here until you find that prince.

There will be a prince, that will ultimately kiss your slumbering body awake. What will it be? The kiss of a new medication? The love of your seven dwarves? The tireless caring touch of your family? A special prayer? Time? A potion with all of that combined?  Something magical is going to happen. And your body will awaken stronger than ever. The poison was inevitable, that’s the way the fairy tale goes, after all. We knew you would be faced with such trial and terror. The time has come where you must face the poison. But every day, every sleepy slumbering day, the poison wears off. Because no matter how toxic, your spirit thrives as an antidote.

When the time is right, your  slumbering body will awaken, amidst a forest and sunshine, amongst the animals and song birds. In your castle. The magic mirror will say you are the fairest of them all. And your happily ever after, your road to ultimate recovery, will begin. Yes, it will. Because this is your year Snow White.

The Avengers, Dammit

newavengers (4)Just a very quick shout out to some of the superheroes in my life. These ladies are the strongest and most enduring and persevering people I know. We came to know each other because we are treated by the same lyme doctor. And we have since bonded, laughed, cried and encouraged each other as a special little lyme support club.

A few weeks ago, when one of us, K, was going through an especially challenging week, and we all rallied around her…I couldn’t help but liken us to The NewAvengers. Fighting Borrelia. And fighting as a team. So I assigned each of them an Avenger personality, and then they assigned one to me. Here’s my little tribute to my superheroes:

B: B, you are as strong as iron through some of the toughest of tough times. In and out of the hospital. Dealing with the challenges of  TPN (total parental nutrition) tube feed and the challenge of not being able to eat. You are Iron Man!

P: You are the hot Scarlett Johansson chick in the movie–The Black Widow is it?– with the great hair and kick assitude. Yup. That’s you in a nutshell. Kicking Borrelia ass for so long and so hard, you are a most relentless fighter.

K: You are the Hulk. Because of your teeny tiny physique, it makes that funny. However we all know that you are as strong as the hulk on the inside! You amaze me, the way your tiny body can fight so hard. Although some of your bouts lately have been scary, I am not scared for you, because you are so damn strong.

L: I’d have to say Captain America for you. Because the antibiotic picc line felt like your shield from Borrelia  but you are realizing now without it you are still powerful! And brave. And a great soldier in this fight against Borrelia.

One of comics' most iconic covers: The Avenger...

One of comics’ most iconic covers: The Avengers #4 (March 1964). Art by Kirby & George Roussos. (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

D: Definitely, Thor. because you have been hammering and hitting away at Borrelia (think thor and his sledgehammer) for so long!! And with such strength.

Me:  P said I needed to be one too, and deemed me The Wasp. Who has the ability to shrink to a height of perhaps several centimeters, grow to giant size, fly by means of insectoid wings, and fire energy blasts. In her words, P said I could definitely fly with all my energy and that I am certainly full of energy blasts!

We are The Avengers, Dammit. We have all fought so hard this year, and fighting together has been a wonderful plus. Ladies, lets continue to avenge Borrelia together!!

Black Widow (Natalia Romanova)

Black Widow (Natalia Romanova) (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

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English: “The Barnum & Bailey greatest show on earth Wonderful performing geese, roosters and musical donkey”. Chromolithograph. Français : Affiche originale pour le cirque Barnum obtenue par chromolithographie vers 1900. Traduction du texte “Barnum & Bailey, le plus grand spectacle sur terre. Ses merveilleuses oies et coqs dressées, son âne musicien. (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

Funny, Borrelia. I was JUST lamenting tonight about how my hectic work schedule, being the business planning and budgeting time of year, was keeping me from blogging more frequently about another day in the life of lyme. Have also been feeling uncreative, uninspired. And not feeling very spontaneous with my writing. Too tired for any of it. And then, the phone rings!…

…It’s my girlfriend. One of my closest and craziest friends. Giving me an update on a development that she made an urgent phone call to me about Monday morning at work. I will give her the alias of UnCrazyLady. I know that sounds strange given how I just described her as one of my craziest friends, but you’ll understand why that’s the alias I give her shortly, Borrelia.

The development was this. Her husband, also one of my dearest friends, discovered a tick embedded in his leg. After removing it, not quite intact, UnCrazyLady starts to feel the panic set in. Why shouldn’t she? She’s been reading my blog for months! Posts like Mindfreak! And Dear Borrelia! And The Mad Bladder! And Note to Self! All about life with lyme. That’s enough to give ME a panic attack! And I wrote it. And live it! And her husband provides the household income. What if he goes down, she’s thinking? Because of the physical or mental effects of lyme, if infected. Physically because of the pain or symptoms, or mentally because of the relentless of the disease?

His alias will be InItToWinIt. Why? He’s not panic attacking. He’s a Whole Foods, organic eating, raw cooking, exercising powerhouse. He’s strong, fit, lean, and extremely health conscious. He’s confident in his health and his body and has good faith that he is in great fighting form. I completely agree. If Borrelia, he has been exposed to you, he will be more than a worthy opponent.

UnCrazyLady called me for some quick advice. They were going to contact his primary care physician, and wanted any ideas on how to approach the visit and concerns. I indicated that most likely they would give him one dose of doxycycline. They did. I suggested that she push for at least a 30 day dose. And in the meantime research lyme literate experts in the area to consult with after that. She did push. He was not given the 30 day dose of doxycycline–she was told the one day dose was the CDC protocol. She then  rather heatedly commented that she does not necessarily have faith and confidence in many matters where the government is concerned. Only she did not use the words faith and confidence 🙂 The doctor told her he was not going to presribe the 30 day dose just to “treat” her anxiety. And looked at her like she was crazy. And that InItToWinIt was crazy for marrying her (according to her keen observation of the docs body language)….

…WHOA buddy. I can think that my dear friend is crazy. For reasons deserving of a completely separate blog. But YOU cannot, I repeat cannot, think my friend is crazy when it comes to this!!! Therefore. Out of spite, and sticking up for my friend, her alias for the purpose of this post is UnCrazyLady. Get it now, Borrelia??

Feeling somewhat defeated, she asked whether or not the tick could be sent for testing. The doc said no, that costs $600. She called Quest, they told her it costs $198. I told her to call IgeneX. Can’t remember if they test ticks or just blood, so I figured she should check and see. The doc also said not to worry, there is no bulls eye. Or flu like symptoms. But to come back if he does come down with flu like symptoms. Because those are really the only indications of infection. Oh REALLY? No, UnCrazyLady, I insisted. Be aware, be conscious of subtle–hopefully not severe–changes. Eye twitches. Feet falling asleep. Recurrent sinus infections. Headaches. Note anything new or anything happening more often that it used to. Don’t listen, I told her, to any medical professional who, if it existed, sound like they just read The Idiots Guide to IDSA Guidelines.

Meanwhile, UnCrazyLady told me she had contacted lyme specialists at Mass General and Tufts and awaits to hear back from them. But not without a referral from her primary doc first. Oh brother. Welcome, I said. Welcome to the circus. The fight for information and access and help and resources and guidance and answers. The Ringling Brothers and Barnum&Borrelia  circus!!!  Sorry you have  a ringside seat now, UnCrazyLady. Really am. Also for some reason I have the song in my head from the children’s movie Madagascar 3 “Circus Afro” sung by Marty the Zebra. Because the lyme experience, even when just trying to get initial doctor understanding and support and answers after a tick bite, is such a frustrating circus. Then again, as UnCrazyLady and I chatted UnCrazyLady to UnCrazy Lady, we agreed this is a lyme thing, but also an american healthcare thing! A circus. All of it. Take it away, Marty:

Look out, Borrelia. UnCrazyLady–she’s a spirited, feisty, all or nothing fighter. That includes patient advocacy. She will make a circus out of YOU! She will track down the people and answers she needs. I will be learning from HER. In no time at all. That’s how she rolls.

It is a hard position to be in, we agreed. We both do have a certain level of understanding that not every single tick bite can be treated as it it will be the first and last. Can it? We get not necessarily getting an extended course of treatment everytime. My neighbor for instance has had 3 tick bites in the last few weeks alone! Does every incident require the full 30 day (and then some) treatment? Sometimes I wonder, how can it? We live in the northeast. This is our reality.  The moment we set foot outside, we know it could happen. Same for all the followers of this blog, so many from the same states. Pennsylvania. Florida. California. Michigan. This is your reality too. Even when my own child had a tick, I didn’t have him tested right away. It was the beginning of the summer. He could go through the summer with one bite. Or one hundred. I waited. For signs. And at the first one, acted. There’s no right or wrong. These are difficult decisions we face or will face, and so will our neighbors, friends and family. But its the attitude of many in the medical profession. The lack of compassion. The lack of understanding the fear and anxiety and uncertainty. The inability to offer much beyond “this is what the CDC says” that is frustrating and feels like a road block.

InItToWinIt takes his one dose of doxycycline tomorrow. Thinking of you friend. Sorry you are both an act in this circus now.  Someday the tables will be turned. We will make a circus of the unsupportive medical profession. We will make a circus of Borrelia. I swear we will and I believe it. Awareness and Advocacy will be the key. With UnCrazyLady in the game now, Borrelia, our ability to make others aware and to be effective advocates  just got better!!!


“Onward: How Starbucks Fought for It’s Life without Losing Its Soul” is a book by Starbucks CEO Howard Schultz. Did you enjoy this read, Borrelia? I certainly did. Mr. Schultz bought Starbucks in 1987 and lead the company through 2000, when he stepped down as CEO after a very successful and profitable reign. In the seven years that followed, Starbucks lost itself. Lost its identity, vision, core philosophy and path. Fixated on profits and growth rather than customers and products. Onward describes this downfall as well as its rise again when Schultz returned as CEO  in 2007  with the task of rebranding Starbucks. Rebranding and helping it finds its soul again.

Redesigned logo used from 2011-present.

Redesigned logo used from 2011-present. (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

This book spoke to me on so many levels, Borrelia. Especially as a business manager, always striving to improve my leadership skills. And always trying to improve the brand, while preserving the core philosophy. But it also spoke to me as the lyme whisperer. “Onward”. With you, Borrelia, we lymies must always push and fight onward. We must always fight without losing our soul. Having suffered with lyme for almost three years now, I feel I most certainly have rebranded myself. Really rebranded myself. Out of necessity. Sometimes I wonder if I was meant to meet you, Borrelia, for the very fact that it made me grow as a person and take on this rebranding.

Just as Schultz  left Starbucks as CEO, I feel that I had to leave my former self behind. Only when I realized that I would probably never quite be my former self again because of lyme, was I able to step back in and return with a new outlook. A new mission to rebrand myself. Again, in the way Schultz returned to Starbucks.  What follows is a look at how you, Borrelia,  have forced me to rebrand myself. Before, I was a Mom. Manager. Athlete. Who am I, today?

I am an Actress. You cannot see the pain. But make no mistake, it tortures my muscles, my nerves and my body, all of it. I cry when you are not looking. I smile when you are. I can yell “action” and put on a brave face. But when it’s time to “cut” I just might fall to the floor. I did not ask for this pain, Borrelia. But I will ask, I will beg, for someone to take it away. And that won’t be an act.

I am a Firefighter. I must put out fires, all over my body. New symptoms that pop up everywhere. At any time.

I am an Herbalist. Learning more about antimicrobial herbs and treatments than my education as a biochemist and Certified Nutritionist would have every taught me.

I am a Pharmacist. No one should have to know what we lymies must come to know and learn about antibiotics, Borrelia.

I am a Dancer. Because movement moves me. It brings me joy and peace of mind.  I love the feeling of moving my knees and back through the pain, I do. And of having toned and strong muscles. I dance because it’s fun and upbeat and a workout.  I dance despite you and in spite of you, Borrelia,  and that motivates me most of all.

I am an Iron Chef. Time and energy are scarce, but I can make a nutrient dense meal in seconds, I have to. And I ‘ve gotten quite good at making the most of what I have time and energy for as well as what my stomach will tolerate.  And by meal I might sometimes mean a blend of veggies, fruit and protein in the Vitamix. That counts, Borrelia, it does.

I am a Fundraiser. Because no one should suffer. I don’t care what you are suffering from, I am motivated to support you. I understand what it is like to have your health taken away. Your sense of invincibility shattered.. I understand what it is like to be sick. And to have treatments. And I want to help you. If there was a 5K for it, I probably  ran for it and contributed to it 🙂

I am a Coach. Because time with my kids is precious, and it can be so very hard to be present for them when not feeling well. So when I can be, it needs to count. If that means being the batting order coach for a team of fifteen four  and five year olds, so be it. I’m there.

I am a Follower. Faith takes on new meaning when it is challenged. And when you become so desperate, Borrelia, that you beg your god for help. I take comfort in the mediation of church, in the music, in the stories, in the people.  And I appreciate all of it more than I did before. I also feel at times, that god did want me to experience this for a reason. To grow from it, to be humbled and redirected.

I am a Blogger. Lyme has given me the need to express myself. And to connect. And to reach out. And to have a creative outlet. I am so thankful for the opportunity, it has been one of the most rewarding “rebranding” initiatives I have undertaken.

Bust most of all, Borrelia…most of all…I am the CEO of my body. And my life. For all the reasons above. That makes me the CEO, not you.. In fact, not just the C-E-O. But the C-Me-O. I am in charge of me. I have rebranded myself because of you and I am stronger for it. It’s Onward from here, Borrelia. Onward. I will fight for my life, without losing my soul. Even if I feel that I have lost my former self. Onward I go.






Break My Stride

I like to preface a post by saying what my inspiration for the post was. I have no idea what inspired me to write my own lyrics for parts of Break My Stride by Matthew Wilder. Actually, I kid. I was very much inspired by the chorus. They are great fighting words. You’ll see the actual refrain below, however I’ve customized the other lyrics in dedication to you, Borrelia.

Little background…a follower of lyme whisperer recently posted that there is anecdotal evidence that scuba diving has the potential to rid one of lyme disease. It’s the nitrogen and the depth of the dive, usually 90′ for 30 minutes…Hence, additional inspiration for the opening lyrics below.

Also inspiration? I feel, as the lyrics say, you must never let anything break your stride. When you have lyme, you can’t stop. You can’t stop moving. Can’t stop believing. Can’t stop improving–your diet, your outlook, your support system, your treatment plan. Otherwise, Borrelia, you take over, you slow us down, and you win. No, we must hit the ground running, take those strides, and keep moving. Whatever we do, we must not stand still with this illenss. Problem is, Borrelia, you feel and act the same. You seem to never stop moving, never stop permeating, never stop adapting. It’s like a battle of the wills. Also reflected in the customized lyrics!

Ok, time for my dedication:

LW lyrics:

Last night I had the strangest dream,
I sailed away with doxycycline, and scuba dived for nitrogen
And you said you didn’t like the sea
Didn’t want no one to submerge you, what does that mean?

Matthew Wilder lyrics:

And I said
Ain’t nothing gonna break my stride
Nobody’s gonna slow me down
Oh no, I’ve got to keep on moving
Ain’t nothing gonna break my stride
I’m running and I won’t touch ground
Oh no, I’ve got to keep on moving

LW lyrics:

You’re on the loose inside me and you’re everywhere
This journey with you has sucked
My body is all amuck
You think you’re my proxy
What do you think of all the amoxicillin and doxycycline?

Matthew Wilder lyrics:

And she said
Ain’t nothing gonna break my stride
Nobody’s gonna slow me down
Oh no, I’ve got to keep on moving
Ain’t nothing gonna break my stride
I’m running and I won’t touch ground
Oh no, I’ve got to keep on moving

LW lyrics:
Never met another disease like you, you screwed me over
Never met another disease like you, I’ll take you under
If I meet another disease like you, I will tell it
Never want another disease like you, go away

Matthew Wilder lyrics:
Ain’t nothing gonna break my stride
Nobody’s gonna slow me down
Oh no, I’ve got to keep on moving
Ain’t nothing gonna break my stride
I’m running and I won’t touch ground
Oh no, I’ve got to keep on moving

Ain’t nothing gonna break my stride
Nobody’s gonna slow me down
Oh no, I’ve got to keep on moving
Ain’t nothing gonna break my stride
I’m running and I won’t touch ground
Oh no, I’ve got to keep on moving

Ain’t nothing gonna break my stride
Nobody’s gonna slow me down
Oh no, I’ve got to keep on moving
Ain’t nothing gonna break my stride
I’m running and I won’t touch ground
Oh no, I’ve got to keep on moving

And now, for fun, the video and actual lyrics. And Check out the outfits and dancing!! And REMEMBER! Don’t let Borrelia BREAK YOUR STRIDE!!

Actual Lyrics:

Last night I had the strangest dream,
I sailed away to China in a little rowboat to find you
And you said you had to get your laundry cleaned
Didn’t want no one to hold you, what does that mean?

And you said
Ain’t nothing gonna break my stride
Nobody’s gonna slow me down
Oh no, I’ve got to keep on moving
Ain’t nothing gonna break my stride
I’m running and I won’t touch ground
Oh no, I’ve got to keep on moving

You’re on the road and now you pray you’ll last
The road behind you was rocky
But now you’re feeling cocky
You look at me and you’ll see your past
Is that the reason you’re running so fast?

And she said
Ain’t nothing gonna break my stride
Nobody’s gonna slow me down
Oh no, I’ve got to keep on moving
Ain’t nothing gonna break my stride
I’m running and I won’t touch ground
Oh no, I’ve got to keep on moving

Never let another girl like you, whip me over
Never let another girl like you, drag me under
If I meet another girl like you, I will tell her
Never want another girl like you, have to say

Ain’t nothing gonna break my stride
Nobody’s gonna slow me down
Oh no, I’ve got to keep on moving
Ain’t nothing gonna break my stride
I’m running and I won’t touch ground
Oh no, I’ve got to keep on moving

Ain’t nothing gonna break my stride
Nobody’s gonna slow me down
Oh no, I’ve got to keep on moving
Ain’t nothing gonna break my stride
I’m running and I won’t touch ground
Oh no, I’ve got to keep on moving

Ain’t nothing gonna break my stride
Nobody’s gonna slow me down
Oh no, I’ve got to keep on moving
Ain’t nothing gonna break my stride
I’m running and I won’t touch ground
Oh no, I’ve got to keep on moving