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Dear Belleruth,

Do you remember when AIDS was first discovered?  Do you remember the stigma attached to the illness and how that stigma created much more pain and devastation than the physical illness itself (as if it weren't bad enough)?  Who can forget, actually?  The patients... the disregarded... fought like hell to be recognized and respected, treated and researched.  No one ever thought AIDS could be successfully treated or that people could live productive lives after diagnosis.... but how wrong that was!

Some day the world might say "Do you remember when Chronic Lyme Disease was believed to be untreatable, in fact when it was actually disregarded as a disease altogether by the Infectious Disease Society of America? Ludicrous but true."   

Maybe some day doctors will stop telling their patients that this crazy compilation of symptoms is just the wear and tear of daily living... and stop saying things like "here take this anti depressant and try to get more sleep" to their 30, 35, 40, 45, 50 year old patients, who are experiencing crushing fatigue, mysterious pain, depression, anxiety and mental confusion.

I am bitterly disappointed by the IDSA’s refusal to change their diagnosis and treatment guidelines for Lyme Disease, for the sorely lacking scientific research, and the lack of agreement on effective treatment for this disease that has taken my career, my energy, my hearing, my strength, and has chipped away at my self-esteem while the rest of the world looks on and says "poor dear... she is clearly out of her mind...".  
 
I am doing all I can to change things... to push for legislation... to raise awareness - but in the mean time my life feels like it is being washed away slowly like a chalk drawing on the sidewalk.   I feel like the world doesn't care what is happening... like they all think that WE are the crazy ones when really it is not us at all but the medical community (the lemmings who worship the IDSA), and the insurance companies who are practicing medicine without a license as they deny treatment prescribed by the few physicians who recognize and are dealing with the ravages of long undiagnosed, MISdiagnosed, untreated Lyme Disease.

So, I try to make the most of it. Since Lyme is so much like so many other things I find many of the CDs from Health Journey's to be very useful to me.  Pain. Depression. Anger. Trauma.  Okay... but help me to figure out what there is for someone like me, who has been swept to the side by the medical community at large.  There must be something that deals with the lack of validation... the bitter disappointment... the betrayal by doctors who refuse to listen until it is maybe too late.   There must be something to help people cope with the never-ending illness in the face of society's lack of patience with never-ending anything. 

Sometimes I feel that this illness has given me many gifts... has caused me to stop and pause and look at what is really important... to let go of material goods and the pressure of career dreaming and climbing ladders.

But then there are times like this, when I am so tired of being sick... so tired of looking okay and feeling like holy hell... so tired of being disregarded and ridiculed.   There must be something in the Health Journey's bags upon bags of goodies for someone like me... because there are a lot of people like me and I would be happy to tell them... if I could just figure it out.   

The most difficult things for me are these:  feeling invisible; feeling deep fatigue; feeling unpredictable and random pain; knowing there are corkscrew shaped bacteria boring into my muscles, my Central Nervous System, my brain, my organs; accepting the pain of treatment and the reality that the dreaded herxheimer reaction feels very, very bad, but indicates bacteria die off and healing.  

The devastation of Chronic Lyme Disease is not just the disease process itself, but the perception of the disease, the way we are treated, and the risks doctors who treat us face every day the refuse to be lemmings... the very real fear that they could be run out of their practice like Dr. Jemsek, or Dr. Charles Ray Jones.  Can you help me, please?  

With gratitude for your work,
Diana

Hi, Diana.

It sounds like you've had a terrible time with this.  I wish I had more to offer you.

I can share this observation: it's hard enough to have Lyme Disease.  I fear you're wearing yourself out even further by staying overwrought over things you can't control.  

Energy is a precious commodity to somebody with this disease - please don't squander it by keeping yourself in a state of near-constant distress!!!!  

It sounds like, to your great credit, you've done a lot to try and push the medical establishment forward. (And, based on the number of studies now being done out of the NIH and the number of new articles I've read, it is moving forward, although the results are unsatisfactory so far, except regarding what to do immediately after exposure, which is great.  But consider when this disease was discovered - only 1975!! - they're lumbering toward a cure. (Small comfort, I know... but still..)

Additionally, I assume you've been to see whatever medical experts you could find and gotten state-of-the-art medical treatment - such as it is.  (I know that the staff at Canyon Ranch in Lenox MA are very skilled at dealing with this, and have been for years.)  And I assume you've figured out the best ways to manage your symptoms and stay as functional as possible.  No doubt you've checked to see what Andy Weil and Mark Hyman and Keith Block have to suggest for maximizing your health with supplements and vitamins and everything else these visionary docs know to do...)

So, what baffles me is the extent to which, after being so commendably proactive and doing the best you can do, you are still dissipating your precious, beleagured energy on what you can't change.  Honey, there just comes a time where you just have to let it go and give your psyche some rest, knowing you've done your best!
(You know that brilliant serenity prayer, courtesy of AA and Reinhold Neibuhr, although not necessarily in that order, but let me remind you anyway:

"God grant us the serenity to accept the things we cannot change,
courage to change the things we can,
and the wisdom to know the difference."


Focusing on being ignored and derided? Stop!  On bacteria boring into muscles? Knock that off, Girl!!  On the arrogance of certain doctors and institutions?  Puhleeze, what else is new?!   Reminding yourself you feel devastated?  Cut that out!!!  Of course you feel devastated. But why linger there any longer than necessary?

This repetitive, negative self-talk is not good for you and it does nothing to invite nourishment into your life from others.  (As in, "Oh, dear, here comes that unhappy woman, who, no matter what I do or say, remains unhappy. Rather than feel feckless and stupid, I think maybe I'll just try and avoid her..."

Bottom line:  You are running the risk of creating an identity  as a victimized, devastated sick person.  And once those identities form, they become sticky.  We get attached to them, even when they're not pleasant. (They are grounding and defining in their own nasty way, after all.)  And mind you, I'm not disagreeing with any of the content of what you're saying.  It's just the degree of focus on the upset that concerns me.  

So maybe you could stop focusing on what others are perceiving and get to work on your own perceptions - it's the only thing you can truly control anyway.

If you stay stuck there, I fear that more and more health professionals and friends will stop trying to help you; that you'll be perceived as somebody with emotional problems; and you'll feel worse.  

People DO get better from this disease, sometimes after years of horrendous disability.  Please stay focused on becoming one of them.

All best wishes to you for a complete and joyous recovery,
Belleruth

(Diana’s reply to this response is posted as this week’s Inspiring Story, because it inspired the heck out of me.)



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written by Jody, May 18, 2010
WOW! 2 u Diana- and the energy of that perfect moment that opened salsa-core root and sacral healing from a chakra and energy lens, multigenerational dancers and pulling free the most vibrant threads of legacy and lineage thru life!

I also thank you Diana for telling out loud both your pain and your shift...and you Belleruth...for keeping the beacon and healing anchor bright! ...as an advocate for kids in harms way while doctors often betray, the advocate gets angled as if the problem, and workers sometimes stick with systems instead of the life of a child, it can be very hard in instances to not be drawn into the vortex of battle which is different from informed and impassioned advocacy that keeps eyes and should lead eyes of others forward and on to the prize of good and beyond the price of the wrong. what a great lesson 4 today!
Diana-I have every belief you will be juicily dancing@!
blessings and thanks
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written by Pamela Dodd, May 18, 2010
Great advice, Belleruth. I've been where Diana is. Frustration/anger isn't a sustainable space to inhabit for long without doing possible irreparable damage to one's physical and mental health, to say nothing of the rancor that touches friends and family.

I can't add more, except to say that Lyme also affects those of us in our 60's, 70's, and beyond. It's bad enough as a younger person to be told it's all in your head. It's heartbreaking as an older person to be given up for dead long before you're ready to go.
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written by Wendy Decker, May 18, 2010
Great response Belleruth! Diana, I don't know where you are from, but I found a great Naturopath in Falmouth Maine, who knows a lot about Lyme disease and the immune system. His whole family had Lyme disease (it is prevalent along the coast of Maine, now)and he does the first usual antibiotic treatment, but if you have had it a while, he usually treats it with more than one antibiotic and for a prolonged period of time and then adds herbal remedies. He knows the right test to use and is very knowledgeable for immune disorders. He has helped me more than any other Naturopath I have been to, and I have been to two others. It turned out that I did not have Lyme disease, myself, and he is helping me with the condition I do have. I know other modalities such as reflexology help dramatically, too, but I have found that the traditional medical profession does not have all the answers and have found help and hope elsewhere. I wish you peace and health.
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written by Kathleen, May 18, 2010
Wendy,
Do you mind letting us know the name of the Naturopath in Falmouth, Maine? Thanks, Kathleen
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written by Lisa, May 18, 2010
Diana, I could have written your letter. Tomorrow I will visit my 3rd Neurologist @ Cleveland Clinic. The first said he knew nothing about Lyme Disease, the second only wanted to hear about my headaches (one tiny item included in a million multisystem symptoms). I am also seeing a rheumatologist, who has been very sympathetic, and recommended I take the naturopathic route before he takes a muscle biopsy. I wish we could contact each other. I really understand. Meditation has helped me stay grounded. Lisa
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written by Geri, May 19, 2010
I don't have Lyme but I have something called New Daily Persistent Headache. Thanks, Diana for your honesty. And thanks Belleruth for your honest insight back. I believe that despair and frustration are a part of the chronic illness waves that ebb and flow. But so are fortitude and hope.It's hard to hold on to the ladder when the others can be so loud. The three things that I have found that have brought me better quality of life are Belleruth's cds (of course), keeping a thankfulness journal, and therapy. Diana, right now, while you are on your hopeful wave, I hope you can start to collect some of these tools (or others that work for you) so that when the tide shifts, you can ride the waves more comfortably. Thanks, Belleruth, for this forum, your life's work, and your heart of gold.
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written by Diana, May 19, 2010
Thank you from my heart.
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written by Belleruth , May 19, 2010
Someone wrote in to say:
Dr. Dietrich Klinghardt is top doctor in world with Lyme treatment. Why didn't you refer this patient? Kindest regards, J. C. West, RN

A good reminder. I've been hearing about Klinghardt for years from health writer Alison Rose Levy. Some introductory info is here: http://bit.ly/d42QKW
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written by Diana, May 21, 2010
Thank you for the link... I will look at it, and will also add Dr Klinghardt to my list of lyme specialists that I share with others. Somewhere between the time I wrote the first letter here and now there has occurred some sort of shift and while I know in many ways I'm not 'healthy' I feel healthier than I have in a good long time. For example, I have even planted my garden in "spots", realizing that just because I cannot weed and prep and plant the WHOLE HUGE garden (which was my practice until 3 years ago) doesn't mean I can't select beautiful flowers and weed and prep and plant my garden in spots. Mother Nature has taken care of every other square inch for me. I'm quite sure, as Geri points out, this will all continue to ebb and flow... so for the more challenging times I have at the ready my Health Journey's "tool kit", complete with everything I have found to work very well for my lymie self: BR's 3 CD set for PTSD (and I have especially grown to love the imagery for Confidence); KRS Edstrom's Defeat Pain CD (and unless I had tried it I NEVER would have thought this could work and has dramatically reduced my need for pain medication); BR's Combat Depression CD as well as MP3 Downloads on unlocking intuition and the book to go with it. So, if you ever want to have a list to recommend for lymies this is mine! :o) I have a wonderful lyme literate physician and a talented Chinese herbalist; I have a very unique and special Rosen practioner; an amazing therapist (who also has lyme so how helpful is THAT?); two amazing sons, and my husband who is my best friend and soul mate. That's a good list... an amazing list and I border on feeling shame for having such an obvious melt down but, as I am learning, meltdowns happen to perfectly respectable, lovable, and valuable people... so why not me, too? Not getting kicked out of the nice person club for that! Phew. What a relief!
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written by Diana, July 06, 2010
Long story short and pretty sure no one will see this old thread but here goes.... over a month later I find that your letter to me, BR, has had a profound impact on my life and I keep trying to figure out why. I know for one that the whole interaction came at the most perfect juncture; perfect timing and a piece of several well timed experiences. So, there's that... But beyond (or perfectly wrapped up in that) what seems most powerful in the content of what you said came in the validation you provided in pointing out how much, indeed, I HAD done to be proactive - to support not only my own recovery but to try and make things politically better for all of us with this disease. It was a sudden sense of relief that I felt ... ahh... like a cool drink on a hot day (from a glass that had been in my hand all along). It was such a new found perspective... It suddenly made it easier for me to allow lyme disease to be "smaller" if that makes any sense. I think I thought that by keeping it HUGE there would be a way for me to see it better, and FIX it... or like clinging to a wet bar of soap with my fingernails I was spending all my energy on something that is there whether I have the death grip on it or not... so why not just let it be there without exhausting myself to control it? Ever try to control a wet bar of soap as it skitters across the slippery tub? LOL! Some times you just gotta let it go before the chase kills you. ;o)
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written by Belleruth, July 06, 2010
Diana,
This is such important feedback - a reminder that sometimes when we just state the obvious - as in "YOU HAVE ALREADY DONE SO MUCH - ENOUGH, EVEN - WITH THIS!!" it can open a blind side and make a difference.
Also, I am again reminded with your wet bar o' soap metaphor that you are such a writer. I see illuminating (although perhaps illuminated as well..) printed pages in your future, m'dear!!! :) Thanks for writing.
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written by Jeanne, July 06, 2010
I so hear you, Diana! I can feel the relief of your slippery soap realizatioin.

We've talked about living life and not living Lyme. This realization is yet another step in the direction of living life, healing Lyme and honoring your own, deep, intuition. You do this whole heartedly and at times with a lighning speed. These things seem to settle in your heart and find a ready home. I'm always astonished, and I've learned so much from you.

I FEEL what you're saying, and I thank you for the reminder. I remember the hardest year of my life, when I was put on a pain patch to treat fibromyalgia. I had a horrendous reaction and felt so sick that I thought I would die. At that point I'd not yet been diagnosed with Lyme... that would come several years later. Oddly, I'd had a flash of recognition of my Lyme about three years prior to this. With a chill down my back, I quickly brushed it off. My intuition is now becoming clearer and I acknowledge it like I would a family memmber. The pain patch triggered my then unrecognized Lyme to exponential growth. Coincidentally, the prescribing doctor was almost totally naive to Lyme and boosted the dose of pain patch, mistaking my symptoms for those of requiring a higher dose to help with the pain and symptoms of fibromyalgia. Only, I didn't have fibromyalgia. I had advancing, disseminated Lyme disease.

I came to realize that the pain medication was the cluprit for my deterioration. Later, when I found that I had Lyme, my questions about the bizarre reactions were answered. But inbetween that and my diagnosis came the excrutiating part of going of a medication, the presence of which and the going off of which both served to put a horrible strain on my already taxed body systems. I horribly ill, but it had to be done, regardless.

But here's the thing. All of that hell taught me one of the most precious lessons of my life. It taught me how to live with what is, whether it's adversity or an abundance of good. Mostly life is blanace though.

I'd spend most of that year in one of what must be the lowest depths of hell. The summer was particularly difficult, as I fought to embrace (did you hear that? I FOUGHT to embrace...huh?) the freedoms that summer brings and sorely longed and wished to get out and away, at least for day if not for a week. I think I had a promise of a week away with my daughter and clung (...clung, did you catch clung?) to that, desperately, but I had to be well enough in order to realize it. I lived alone after about 30 years of marriage and was suffering severe isolation from my physical state. At at time when I longed to rebuild my life, I was instead just hanging on to survial. Sure, I tried to accept where I was but hadn't a clue as to how to do that and not have my spirit eaten away, which it certainly was, as if it had been exposed to an corrosive acid. I spent hours focusing on trying to feel better ,(Huh? ... trying to feel better?), so that I'd be able to go away for a break. This not only ate at me, but further escalated my already amplified feelings. I spent hours trying to accept what was happening (while under the treatment of a pain management doctor), which for hours on end each day included debilitating tachycardia, among other things. It was tough as nails.

My grateful turning point came at the end of summer when at some easy point, I glanced back and realized that it was what it was and had been destined to be that way all along. All that wasted worry and concen. All the mental struggles... for nothing. Nothing at all. In glacing back at the summer I saw that I could have just as easily let go and saved myself the added despair and weight of my concerns. The battle with Lyme and the medication were more than enough to sink a soul.

Summer's end and my fear had been realized... and yet nothing else happened, and I was still there. It was what it was, which was mainly that the outcome was out of my control. The only part that was in my control was to realize that other things during that hell (and I won't sugar coat it, as that does a disservice to myself and anyone going through something similar) were under my control and would have been a bit easier to see, had my mind not been so clouded with trying to make soemthing happen. It was what it was. It is what it is.

Like your bar of slippery soap, I was clinging to an outcome that I could not alter. What a fruitless and frustrating effort that was! It felt so good to let go and let it be. I'd let go of other things other times, so I'm guessing that letting go is lifelong process of mindfulness. I know this much, letting go of outcomes had freed me not only of that concern, but like cool blast of fresh air that rushes down from Canada, clearing out our Bermuda high and with it the hot and hazy, sultry summer air that surrounds us, this realization did the same for me.

It frees my mind for pleasure and enjoyment of what is.
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written by Diana, July 06, 2010
....letting go really does free the mind doesn't it? A surprising outcome, for me to realize this. Letting go symbolized loss of control obviously, so the expectation was that things/my life/my situation would become worse in the face of loosening my grip... but that's not the case.... it becomes better.... even as physical issues wax and wane, still it (life) becomes better. So life is not really just a body thing...is it? Who knew?
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written by Jeanne, July 06, 2010
Yes. Letting go. Allow me to share my lesson here... Letting go is, well, as my kind mentor once said to me, Let go of the rope, Tarzan. She was often a bit cryptic in her guidance, I suppose this was so as to allow me to come to my own realizations. And so this one I pondered, and as I did I visualized Tarzan swinging on a vine (as I'd seen in the old movies as a child) and thought to myself, what happens if he just doesn't grab the next vine? (I know that my stomach must have jumped at the time as I thought of all that would collapse, namely our family, as I let go). ....Well, of course he falls to the jungle floor. And what next? Then it hit me that swinging from vine to vine or rope to rope, and clutching on was an exercise in constant exhaustion, the same kind that we experience when living in a rough situation and trying to keep it tidy and running smoothly (a complete contradiction to the state in which we are at that point living) by controlling every nuance. Then a thought hit me. To let go would have to be the greatest relief, because the *worst* had happened, and I knew the alternative I was living was unending, exhausting and painful to the soul and deadly to the spirit. So how bad was it on the jungle floor. It seemed pretty peaceful down there, and certainly more so than the constant struggle to find, clutch on for all my worth, only to find myself violently propelled, on the constant brink of a total loss of control to the next terrifying rendezvous. At some point letting go became the inevitable choice. And letting go was turned out to be a huge relief, and much to my surprise, my family dynamic began to improve, not to deteriorate further. My marriage didn't last, but that was my choice as I saw that the life that I'd lived and was living was strangling me and I needed to surface on my own for air.

There are many moments of letting go, even now and there will always be more. They come much more quickly and readily now, but it took a lot of practice. It's not perfect, but feels pretty darned good and so much more natural than all the structured holding on did. I can be me now and I can't describe the immeasurable freedom of being myself. It opened doors to new worlds, new awareness, new friends and finally finding out who I am and likely was all along. It turned out that I'd been the strong one all along after all... after all that self doubt. I wonder if I would have come this far in my fight against Lyme if I hadn't found the strength to let go of the things that looked like shelter, but that were actually sucking the air out of my life.

By the way, another friend shared this with me.. She likened the Tarzan metaphor to the clown in the circus, who spins plates on long, slender poles, by hand, foot and even mouth, periodically adding another pole and another plate to the pole and all the while working to keep them all spinning (very similar to keeping a dysfunctional family dynamic in play). At some point in continually adding plates it has to collapse.

To live life trying to control all the things that cannot be controlled and aren't ours to control, leads to a life of spinning plates on sticks, or living life on red alert. It's exhausting. The only way to stop the cycle is to stop feeding into it. Quietly refuse to be part of it. At first it's scary as all get out, but relief soon enters the picture, followed closely by freedom and even the joy of that freedom.

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