Palmtree Contemplations

Wisconsin, it seems, has two types of roads: in need of construction, and currently under construction. The road to Salveo Holistic Wellness belongs to the former, with patches so bumpy I often worry one of my tires is flat. The town of Oconomowoc is beautiful, though, and worth the half hour of bumps. Salveo is located on the second floor of an office building. At one of my first appointments, I had to stop twice on my way up the stairs because I was so tired and out of breath. Today, I take them without stopping. I do pause at the top of the stairs to catch my breath, but that's better than where I was a couple of months ago. When I arrive, Nicole greets me and I settle into the comfortable, leather, patient's chair. "How are you?" she asks, sitting front of the computer and bio-meridian machine. "I'm okay," I say, but I'm tired and not having the best week, and she knows it just from looking at me. "That doesn't sound that grea

I hate Lyme disease. I hate that I will feel great for a few days and then have a day like today where all I want is to hold my head and make people stop asking speaking because it's just so confusing and I don't understand, or can't quite think of the words I want to say. I hate that I don't want to go up the stairs because it's tiring, and I am so fatigued after hours and hours of sleeping. I hate the sense of loss that holds on to me and reminds me of all the things I'm missing out on. I hate trying to build a community when every other week I feel sick and tired and grouchy. I hate how long distance my life has become, with all the people I love scattered across the world. I hate how careful I have to be about sleep. If I don't get enough sleep, my symptoms are worse. When my symptoms are worse, I don't really want to be social. I just want everyone to stop talking and drink tea. Not exactly conducive behavior for making friends. It's