Dear Lyme Disease,
Dear Lyme Disease, I'm over you. I'm over making space for you in MY life (there is not enough space here for you) I'm over the "chronic" aspect of this illness that I keep trying to ignore. And you know what!? I. Don't. Want. To. I don't want to make you work. I don't want to continue to have to choose between my husband, my daughter, my career and my health. I don't want to not drink wine with my dinner. I don't want to continue to find small things that may make a small difference. I don't want to over plan and over organize every aspect of my life in an obsessive hope that maybe I will be able to keep my head above water. I don't want to go to bed every day by 9:00 for the rest of my life. I don't want to give so much time and energy to something that constantly fails me. I don't want to have to consider different career options. I don't want a damn bug to decide if I get to have more kids or not. I don't want to n...