Just a note to say I will update with info about my appointment a couple days ago in NYC when I'm able to type it all out. For now, though, I wanted to share a poem I wrote while we were in the city yesterday. I thought of the first 2 lines in a moment where I was frustrated of all the waiting we have to do in this Lyme war, and then once I thought those lines (not initially intending for a poem to be born) I knew I had to whip out my journal and write, write write. It should be noted that I do not think all doctors are bad--I have had several good doctors throughout my life--not was this directed at any particular doctor--it was just a culmination of the frustration I was feeling that we've all felt while waiting to get our lives back
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AuthorI intend to eventually gather my poems (old and new, Lyme-related and non-Lyme-related, but all from my heart and inspired by my life experiences) and include them here, where they can be read. Stay tuned! Archives
April 2017
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