This is a sobering and compelling pathography by a world-renown author.
I used to brag that I never
got sick. I rarely came down with colds or the flu. I had health
insurance for catastrophic illness and only used it once, for surgical
repair of a broken leg, the result of heli-skiing, the sport of a
vigorous and fearless person.
But in 1999, all that changed. I
learned what it is like to have a disease with no diagnosis, to be
baffled by what insurance covers and what it does not, and to have a
mind that can’t think fast enough to know whether a red traffic light
means to press on the gas or hit the brakes. I have late-stage
neuroborreliosis, otherwise known as Lyme Disease. The neurological part
reflects the fact that the bacteria, a spirochete called borrelia
burgdorferi, has gone into my brain.
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SLyme Disease: How A Speck Changed My Life Forever
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