June 2011
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FIVE bands positive for Lyme. Great.
Now we’re going to a Lyme-literate MD to she can tell me if I still have active spirochetes, and whether or not they’ve entered my heart or any other vital organs. (We already know what the fuckers are doing to my brain.) It’s very possible she’ll put me on another round of high dose doxycycline, which would be great, but also means that as sick as I am now I’d be...
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My horse remembers every last bit of his Parelli training even though he probably hasn’t done any of it in over a year. Today I had him doing zone 2 and zone 4 yields, yo-yo, longeing with no line—he even remembered how to stand on stuff!
I don’t care what some piece of paper says, I will always be that pony’s mama. <3
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Realized tonight how horses have truly saved my life more than once. So many other things too, but mostly that I would not be here if not for Spirit and Dietrich.
I am never going to let this illness take them away from me ever again.
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