I'm Sick

Those two words are the hardest words for me to say. I avoid saying them at all cost, but they are true. I am sick. I have Lyme Disease. I don't know how I contracted it, I don't know for sure when, but I have it. Probably the hardest part of this disease is that I look fine. No one knows I'm sick. No one knows I am in constant pain. I look fine, and therefore I should be fine. But I'm not.

Yesterday I went with my roommate to a wedding. I helped her photograph the getting ready, the wedding, the reception. And for most of the day I was standing. Now yes, I was wearing non-supportive shoes, because come on, there are no supportive shoes that are dressy, but today I am down right exhausted and my ankle is KILLING me! I cannot tell you how frustrating it is to know that it has almost been a year, and here I sit, in pain, from a fluke injury. All because the Lyme bacteria have been snacking on my ankle's connective tissue (among other things). I feel like a 26 year old woman, stuck in a 50 year old woman's body.

Anyway, thats probably enough complaining for the day, yes? I just needed to rant in a productive manner to help me move on.

Hugs and Kisses,

Kristen