“What to do if you find yourself stuck in a crack in the ground underneath a giant boulder you can’t move, with no hope of rescue? Consider how lucky you are that life has been good to you so far. Alternatively, if life hasn’t been good to you so far, which given your current circumstances seems more likely, consider how lucky you are that it won’t be troubling you much longer.”
― Douglas Adams, The Original Hitchhiker Radio Scripts
I’m really grateful. I’ve had four glorious days of feeling pretty much human. Almost normal. No great pain, no vomiting or diarrhea, none of the horrible things that seem to categorise much of being treated for Lyme disease and other various co-infections.
Well, kiss that goodbye. Yesterday I rolled from one high dose antibiotic to another, and suddenly it’s not pretty.
I won’t bore you with the details. Let’s just say one moment I was doing okay and the next minute it was a rapid downhill.
Suffice to say I feel like I am dying. Look like I am dying. Smell like I am dying.
Brain’s just not working well enough for me to write anything pretty or useful for you.
And don’t even talk to me about food.
I’ll do my best to be back on deck as soon as I can. But for now I am a bio-hazard.
Oh well. C’est la vie…
I can do this!
And anyway…
