Having felt sick for a few days with flu-like symptoms, I went to the doctor’s last Tuesday to get blood drawn. I heard back this past Monday about the results. I have Lyme Disease. At first I thought it was no biggy really, just get the antibiotics, take them for three weeks, and viola! normal, healthy Emi. I was more concerned, actually, about my longer-term exhaustion.
The more people I talked to, however, the more I realized how serious my situation could have been. I had to suggest to the doctor to test for Lyme – they were already going to test for mono, B12, and folic acid because I’m vegetarian and might not be getting enough of that. The results, however, said I was fine on all accounts except for Lyme.
I don’t remember ever getting bit. After doing some more research, I found that most people don’t see a tick or a rash and are misdiagnosed when they see the doctor about their symptoms. I read that the majority of people don’t get diagnosed with Lyme Disease for 5 years after they got it. Unfortunately, that also means that it’s harder to treat. Chronic Lyme Disease, the later stages when left untreated, can be totally debilitating and painful. Meaning that, if I had passed this off as the flu once the initial symptoms had gone, I could’ve seriously messed up a significant chunk if not the rest of my life.
Even just these last several days have been incredibly frustrating for me. I have been calling in sick to work, which I don’t want to do both because it means I’m losing money and because it is a part of my life that I have enjoyed when I’ve been in good health. It gives me something to do and allows me to have access to a social life through at least talking with customers at the hardware store and visiting with people I know. The worst, though, is that I can’t work on my tiny house. I can, but “sloth movement” as I titled the previous post, really is an accurate description of my life right now. It takes so much energy to walk up and down the stairs, let alone screw together pieces of my house-to-be. I’m hoping that my project won’t have to be on hold for very much longer. At the very least, I will make little bits of progress every day even if it isn’t much.
Here are some of my little bits of progress:
It didn’t really work… that little hole in the aluminum flashing was about as far as I got. My arms were tired from pushing, and the screw didn’t go where it was supposed to. It just kept slipping and flying off somewhere or falling which was enormously frustrating. It’s cool that I can see my reflection in the metal flashing, though!
I’ve been trying to just do less, but my little burst of energy for starting a small project only lasts so long and I only end up making a mess. My solution now for the doing-nothing-boredom is to read a lot of books because I have a lot of unread material on my shelves that I never seem to have time to look at. Right now I’m reading Chicken Soup for the Soul which is perfect and has 101 very short heartwarming stories about love, healing, and other things.
I have had some black walnuts sitting in a plastic bag in my room for a while, lying in wait to dye. :). The elderly woman I work for asked me to dye some of her light clothes and towels a darker color with black walnut dye. Having been so run down lately, I didn’t get around to it for a couple of weeks. Sunday afternoon was the time, I decided, and I took a hammer to the walnuts wearing rubber gloves and clothes I am not too fond of — that stuff dyes anything permanently. I boiled the hulls in a big pot and prepped the things to be dyed. It took quite a while, but in the end, I had some pretty nicely dyed clothing. Also, I had dye left over. I wish I’d gotten more pictures, but I did take a couple. Here’s the dye:
And here is a shirt of my own that I threw in with the other things I was dying. It actually came out pretty light:
All in all, a very cool process that I’d like to do again (maybe try a sort of tie-dying process too!) when I am well and have more energy.
Well, that’s more or less what I’ve been up to for the last week. I have finally allowed myself to just sit in bed and sleep and do nothing for a couple days and am feeling a littttle bit better, but also still adjusting to the antibiotics, doxycyclin. My friend Ellie came and visited me today though and we had lunch together. Yay!
Hopefully I’ll have made more progress on my house next time I post.
Thanks for your continued support!