It started when I got bit by a tick from out in the woods where I lived. I think I was 14 or 15 at that time. My dad's girlfriend came down with something called Lymes Disease. Shortly after, so did he. But this wasn't a contagious disease. It was just actually a coincidence that this was happening to both of them. And then the neighbor had it down the street and the neighbor that lived behind us. And then I got it. I went through months of testing to rule out everything else since I didn't have the trade mark bull's eye or rash. That is the first sign that you have the disease. When they finally realized that is what I had, they started treatment immediately. My dad took us to this great doctor called Dr. Eddie. He was an amazing, helpful man. He helped my dad out so much and got him back to normal, so of course he wanted to take me to him also. I started 8 weeks of IV therapy. I was receiving antibiotics intravenously thru an IV that I had to keep in my arm for the whole 8 weeks. I had to sleep with it, I had to shower with it and I had to go in to the office I believe on a weekly basis if I remember correctly to receive my treatment. This happened after they tried me on oral antibiotics for a month and I wasn't getting any better. I was always a B and C student in school and now I was getting D's and F's. Something was clearly wrong with my brain and what was going on with me. I couldn't grasp things as quick or as fast as I used to. I couldn't understand many many things that my teachers were trying to teach me. I was failing. I was on something they called home bound. They felt this would help me get my grades back up while I was sick. A teacher would come to my home in the evening and sit with me at the dinner table and go over my assignments and homework and so on. It was just like being in school except at my home. I don't remember fully if it helped or not to improve my grades, but at least it kept me still in the system. That was until I was 16 years old. My best friend who was a year older than me got her driver's license. She would skip school regularly because frankly she hated it there. And with me home most of the time, I got into that routine and I never wanted to go back. I would stay home after my dad went to work all day. He thought I was still being good and doing what I was supposed to be doing. But I was starting to become reckless. He of course eventually found out and I agreed after much arguing that I would work during the day and then I would attend night school and I would still get my high school diploma that way. I also suffered intense migraines after the treatment was over for the Lymes. I have one right now and it is reminding me of those times. I get snappy and bitchy and I just hate the world thinking why me? I actually think the migraine I have right now is a result of drinking last night, but who knows. I used to take so much aspirin and it would never work. My dad started taking me to a neurologist. He was a kind Indian man and he really knew what he was doing. I had to get injections in the back of my neck to help the pain. And it did help, a lot. I just feel that because of this Lymes Disease that is what really messed my brain up and the reason why I am unstable and suffer from depression and now ultimately, I am bi polar. I think I should probably just suck it up and go rest for now. I am trying to be strong and trying not to take naps, but this pain is unbearable and I have had way too much caffeine so far to try to shake it. http://www.cdc.gov/lyme/
http://www.cdc.gov/lyme/postLDS/index.html
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