Lyme Ticks, Bullseye Rash and Neurological Symptoms
There were a lot of bugs in the area where we did bootcamp and one day I got several bites. One of the bites on my arm was very itchy and red, and it persisted for about a week. I thought it must be a spider bite or a chigger, since it left 2 tiny black dots on my arm that wouldn’t disappear. I thought it would go away on its own, but it grew into a pink rash and became systemic- as it spread from my arm over to a circular shaped pink rash around my belly button and on both hips. It itched terribly and I went to a dermatologist who suggested cortisone cream but gave no diagnosis. I was not interested in using cortisone- I wanted to figure out the cause.
After about a month, the rash was still persisting and I developed a twitch in my left eye, along with a weird sensation of being withdrawn socially. It was the strangest thing I had ever experienced, as I felt shy and antisocial for the first time in my life. The antisocial feeling seemed to be connected to the rash and the twitching in my eye. I knew there was something terribly wrong.
Many other symptoms developed and I grew very sick. I didn’t know what it was, but I knew it was related to that bite. I was tested over and over again and saw many doctors and natural practitioners. They all thought I needed antidepressants, since my blood work didn’t show anything wrong, except elevated white blood cells for a short period of time.
I had to take a break from my band, all social activities, and work. I moved out of my house to stay with a friend and wondered whether I would survive or ever be normal again. I felt isolated and just wanted to stay at home all the time, with difficulty doing just about everything: memory, concentration, speaking, and exerting myself for any kind of exercise. I had little motivation to do anything, which was a stark contrast to my normal personality, since I had an extremely driven and outgoing personality since childhood. My feet and legs were painful, and felt heavy like cement bags. Just walking around the house was a chore.