Posted on May 27, 2017 in Blog |

It has been an uncomfortable month for me. I have spent each day trying to educate everyone around me about Lyme disease, about Bartonella, about chronic infections. I have tried to educate and let people know about the devastation of this set of deadly diseases.

I look through pictures and realize who is gone, who died, who is too weak to participate, who has given up.

Gary Glaser’s shoes . . .

My aunt Betty died in 2002 from a pulmonary embolism – she was too weak from the Lyme disease to walk, so she was wheelchair bound. She died instantly.

Aunt Betty

Two years ago, while attending a Lyme rally in Arlington, I had a pulmonary embolism and didn’t know it. It was another week before I finally saw a vascular surgeon who sent me to the Emergency Room immediately. By then, the DVT (deep vein thrombosis) was from my ankle all the way up to my groin into my femoral vein. My shortness of breath that I had for two weeks was pulmonary emboli that just hadn’t killed me like they did Aunt Betty.

A few months ago, I had the same shortness of breath and bloodwork revealed I had survived another DVT.

Maybe I’m having a bit of survivor’s guilt. I don’t know why so many incredible loving souls have died and I remain here. I hold onto the thought that God says my work here is not complete yet, so He keeps me around to finish my job.

My job isn’t just to educate you about Lyme.

My job here is to love each soul as God loves us. We are all part of one great energy source that IS L O V E.

I didn’t learn this until my father’s death on March 25, 2016. It took 26 days and nights of miraculous, amazing conversations, and immeasurable love with my Dad to get me to realize some of God’s gifts to my soul, to my relationships.

I am grateful to have this opportunity to tell you my experience, strength, and hope in conquering Lyme disease.

But I am even more grateful for the love shared among those I have opened up to in these past seven years.

Lyme led me to Love. It might not make sense to you now. or ever. But to some of you, it does make sense. And I thank you for being a part of my life, a part of my soul, and a part of this energy source.