Tuesday, January 26, 2016

It's weird.

It's weird, this Lyme life. It's weird how you can go from waking up in the morning just semi-hurting to lying in bed at night feeling like your muscles are being ripped from your bones and your skin is being slowly peeled from your body piece by piece. It's weird how you can go from just feeling uncomfortable from the lights in a store to feeling like you're going to pass out just sitting in the chair at home as the room spins around you and it feels like there is no ground underneath you even though your body is firmly planted in the chair, which is also firmly planted on the floor. It's weird how you can go from walking to feeling like you couldn't even stand up if you tried because your legs don't feel like they belong to you and your hips don't feel like they could possibly hold legs let along do the motion they need to do to move those legs. It's weird how you can go from watching the tv to looking down at your phone and not being able to see the letters that are in front of you because your eyes are "doing that flipping thing they do" which is actually a seizure of your optic nerve that your "eye just does sometimes" and it's even weirder that you've grown to just be okay with that. It's weird that it hurts to put clothes on because it hurts where they touch your skin. It's weird that it hurts to take a shower because it hurts when the water touches your skin sometimes, too. 

It's weird that it feels like your body is filled with a million tiny creatures, running amuck, (amuck, amuck, amuck! Sorry, couldn't help myself. If you got that reference, good job.) wrecking havoc on your body, stripping you of the life you used to have and replacing it with one that feels completely different, scary, and not like one you would have chosen for yourself. It's weird that you can feel those tiny creatures traveling through your body choosing what they are going to attack next. It's weird that your body feels like your skin is crawling, not just itching, but like you're infested with something that you are nothing against. It's weird that it feels like a movie, like something that couldn't possibly be real life. And it's even weirder, because it's real. And it's happening to you. 

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