I Used To Be A Man.I am still male but LYME has ******** me of almost everything that defined me as a man. I had my own company, i was active in outdoor activities, I had friends and family. I have been fighting this disease for two years now. It took almost a year to find out it was LYME that was robbing me of life. It took over a year to find a LLMD. I have been on antibiotics now for over two years. I have tried everything from IV antibiotics to weird herbal remedies. Nothing has really put a dent in it.
I joined this site thinking there might be others who could relate or at least I might make contact with someone who might empathize. I have been home bound for 2 years now. I can barely walk some days and there are time I can't even speak. I am loosing hope. I am not a religious man though I do believe there is something/someone that guides our lives toward some purpose. I just can't see the purpose in this because the fog is so thick.
I have read tons of personal stories and news articles about LYME. Very few ever have a happy ending. I understand why allot of LYME patients commit suicide. The thought have crossed my mind more than once.
Oh well...rambling now. Fog is rolling in so time for more meds and a nap. Ugh