I’m so sick and tired of being sick and tired. Yesterday was Thanksgiving. I began feeling fatigued about 2 hours into the day. 3 hours in and I was done. I had hit a wall. Lyme disease decided when the day should end. I’m so frickin’ sick of Lyme disease telling me when to end the day. I ended up taking a two hour nap in the afternoon just to get back to where I could even stand up, or sit up, instead of laying down.
Even though I am doing better with the homeopathic treatment, the fact is, I’m sick. My life is still run by this disease. And my son, ha, forget about it. He’s still very sick too. He’s herxing rage and crying. He’s miserable, and lets face it, the rest of the house has to deal with his misery too, which isn’t fun.
I pray one day we are healed.
Lyme disease will continue to call the shots.