Last week was my 3 year anniversary of being diagnosed with late-stage Lyme disease (better called complex chronic illness) which includes the unlayering of what "chronic Lyme" consists of. For me, it's the many co-infections that come alongside a persistent infection of borreliosis due to an unmodulated immune system, one that has also triggered dysautonomnia and autoimmune disease.
I had no idea how complex my life was going to get. I was deeply relieved when I was finally diagnosed, but the truth is: that was just the beginning. The truth is, the recommended treatment didn't work for me.
Emerging science (from respected researchers, one being from Johns Hopkins University) has implicated that antibiotics long used to treat tick-borne illnesses actually DOESN'T kill the resilient Lyme bacteria. My current team of alternative doctors have known this, but we're still waiting on everyone else to catch up.
My disease is still under-researched and underfunded. It is still polarized and politicized.
So I stand here. Still. Three years after beginning treatment. Nearly four years after becoming disabled from a life that was deemed "functional."
I stand here to share pieces of my story. Because I want people, my peers struggling alongside me, to have hope and feel less alone. But facts are facts, and we've been left behind by our medical system.
We are our own researchers, advocates, guinea pigs. We are left with inaccurate testing. We have disbelief from doctors. We have scientific proof on our side, but we're forced into this unnecessary waiting game.
Me, and hundreds of thousands of others, are waiting for a cure. While government money gets poured into Zika, I have dozens of friends who are fighting on, pouring their money that they don't have into expensive treatments because it's our only hope for sustained relief. Despite the fear it brings... Despite the fact that we have no guarantees... Despite the fact that untreated Lyme is tied to the more *publicly viewed* serious diseases of MS, Alzheimer's, Parkinson's, and ALS.
I still believe I am healing with the help of my team of doctors. I credit holistic medicine. I can function at higher levels - and do more than ever...
But it doesn't mean that many of my days aren't spent underneath my covers in the dark (literally and figuratively). It doesn't mean that my unrelenting symptoms don't force me into the ER, like they did last night.
But I believe in healing. I believe in change. I believe things will get better. I have to.