A Twist of Lymes

What happened to last week’s Springlike weather? It always feels like we get a last Harrah and then batten down the hatches. Or it is that we have a few perfect days and then are somehow punished with a bearing of winter freeze. It’s a glass half empty/half full situation.

I am writing this in the restaurant that I own. When everyone is upstairs ordering our Tuscan Chicken, our Uptown salad, Croque Monsieur, or Farmer's Omelets. I am down below, in the cave of a basement, windowless, oder-filled. I am here, chipping away at my keyboard. A friend (the artist who painted our wonderfully strange and fun canvases currently hanging on the wall, (upstairs) came by to talk about weather and health. He's English. He can't help it. Everyone is sick. I think we all ran inside and slammed the windows shut and then proceeded to catch everything. Now, we are finally all healthy and I’m done sending home sneezing waitresses. Everyone but moi…

Here’s an interesting twist of events. One of my favorite parts of living in Montclair is is our abundance of rustic nature reserves. We have mountainous Mills with Turkey Vultures and another reserve, who’s name I’m keeping a secret. It has a fresh water stream and woods. It’s across the street from my house and my dog and I ramble through every morning. I have thought of it as my saving grace. But here is the twist, or squeeze as it may be, my Life Line turned into a PIC Line after I was bitten by a Lyme bearing tic from that reserve. Impressive you can catch not a cold or a virus but a full fledged Disease from a Tick. I hope in my live to have equal ratios of power. For a tick to bring down a 5 ’10 healthy woman, imagine what I could do? Only in a good way, of course.

Use all that power for good. Anyway I am finally cured. I have this wierd tingling in my face all of the time and headaches, but short of becoming on of those internet crazed, blog-posting people who feel they are sick with some untended to disease (it is true, in fcat, that no one knows much about Lymes), I don't want to dwell too much. Not beyond today's post. Here is a funny (not really) thing. The doctor, when he took the line out of my arm said I tested with less Lymes and so all was good. I asked about testing with, say, NO Lymes and he said it doesn't work that way. I asked if you could have a little Lymes and he said yes..which means, he really doesn't know. I asked if his wife could be a little pregnant and he said his day was busy and excused himself. So I guess I am cured in that I am not shooting 5 vials of liquid into my arm every day, but am I Lyme free...que sera sera