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Dear Friends,

I find myself in bed again with Lyme’s Disease. I’ve been in bed since October 21st, and I just spent two weeks in the hospital. We went to the ER to try to get treatment for a migraine that started at the beginning of October. When I initially started having a headache, I went to the chiropractor and got adjusted and a week and a half later, my head still hurt. I went back, but the adjustment only made my headache worse, and I was losing the ability to function normally.

I finally went to the doctor and got some medications to try to stop the headache, but they only made it worse. I hit the weekend and I could no longer get the shot for migraines, and the pain was just getting worse. We headed to the ER. Mom requested a test for Lyme Disease, and it came back positive, indicating a new infection of Lyme. We started a course of antibiotics immediately, using IV treatment, and I remained in the hospital to continue to try to pursue causes and remedies for my headache. After two weeks in the hospital, there was nothing else they could do. The IV antibiotic treatment was complete, so I came back home.

At the hospital, I had two MRIs, a CT scan, and a lumbar puncture. We originally thought I had Lyme meningitis, but all of the tests came back clear. I currently just have Lyme disease. I wait to get well, which may take quite a while.

As many of you know, I spent 8 months of 2022 in bed with Lyme disease the first time, and it is quite scary to be facing the same problem again so soon. I am working at accepting being sick in bed again, after only just over a year being out of bed and gaining my strength back. It is hard to watch my life disappear and spend the days in bed with severe fatigue and chronic pain. At the time of writing this, it has been four weeks in bed now, and I am not any better than I was before. I do not know how long it will take to get well, but I trust I will be able to learn new lessons and rest in the deep love of God.

I do not know what treatment and intervention we will look into, but I know it will take time, which will have to be okay. I would appreciate prayer for endurance as I experience high pain all day.

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