The Lyme Disease Cha-Cha

A few steps forward – move your hips – a few steps backward – hope you don’t fall and break your hip. cha-cha-cha!

Been cutting a rug to The Lyme Disease Cha-Cha, with dips and twirls, long enough, to appreciate the “good” moments, and anticipate the not so good.

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These pics are throw-backs to a couple of really “good” moments, in past years, that I am quite thankful for….umm….maybe not as thankful for the one liquored-up snap-shot, but look at that extension!  I am, however, thankful for the, not only good, but GREAT times, and GREAT memories.

This past week, as somewhat expected, my less than poopy phase shifted back toward miserable. Actually, a new phase has flourished, the more-than-poopy-less-than-miserable phase.  Let’s call this the poopier phase. (Shocker! Yet, another made up, and oh so eloquent, word. For those of you who may not have been following along with my blatherings from the beginning, I make up words. Clear and simple! The book of Terry-isms, as we refer to them around our house, is growing. Multiple volumes predicted.)

Even with setbacks, there are still improvements. Regardless of how slight, any movement forward is welcomed, like a Journey song. (…with “Open Arms” for anyone living under a rock, or too young to embrace the 80’s classic rock ballad.)  To quote my funny man of a husband (the famous Mark Mayfield. No, really, he’s famous. Especially in our house!) …“some of these I do for myself.”  Clearly!

Time now to shift from the unappreciated dance and song references, mainly, because that’s all I got, and well, they are two left feet.  What?

The culprit(s) of this current poopier phase, in dealing with the whole Lyme disease and cornucopia of co-infections thingy I got going on, is a bit of an algebraic equation. “Normal” meds and potions, PLUS 3 day cycle on of certain meds and an every other day cycle of another med, MINUS other certain meds during that cycle, PLUS monsoon weather, MULTIPLY by inability to sleep, EQUALS poopier, which is GREATER THAN poopy, but LESS THAN miserable.  Don’t judge my lack of mathematical ‘phistication.  You get the idea.

Therefore, and to wit, the sum of today’s blatherings:  As with all aspects of life, we must learn to adapt and take the bad with the good, (or the not so good, but could be worse) and move forward. Learning and growing, and counting our blessings, along the way.

I am (doing my best to be) thankful for all of the cha-cha-cha steps throughout this Lyme disease journey.  For every step (or two, or three) backward, there will be, eventually, a step or two forward.

Let the dancing continue….cha-cha-cha!

Terry?

#KeepingTheFaith #KeepingOnKeepingOn #KeepFighting #NeverGiveUp #OneDayAtATime

An added #KeepingItReal note:  My heart and head have been heavy, as I pray for friends who have recently lost loved ones to illness, or who are coping with loss or unpredictable circumstances. I pray for all, especially the children, fighting and battling with disease. Praying for the innocent.

Some days, it is more of a challenge to see all of the good that is to come from pain and suffering, but faith is the ultimate healer. #TurnPainIntoPurpose ?