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By 3am my legs began to regain a little movement. My 5am my neck would hold my head for short periods. By 7am, I could move everything, slowly, weakly, but enough. By 9am I shuffled to the toilet, with just a little help from a nurse. By 10am the infectious diseases doctor arrived, told me the at the episode was nothing to do with Lyme disease, and would go away in its own time. I was angry now.
She told me that I didn't have chronic lyme (the NHS still fail at understanding this), and that they wouldn't refer me to a Neurologist. She told me that it was likely caused by stress. (Note: I was possibly in a period of the least stress in my life, ever). Finally, she told me that maybe she could go see me again in six weeks. And that I was "definitely over-thinking the walking thing". Over-thinking walking. Overthinking not being able to walk, stand, hold my head up, bend a knee, flex an ankle, move even a toe.
And so, that is how the British NHS react to Lyme Disease. They have no clue.
The Lyme bacteria are hiding in my nervous system, they are in my brain, my stomach, heart and oddly in a nerve in my eye, meaning I have had a twitching right eye for weeks. But I'm okay. I can walk well some of the time, badly most of the time, terribly when my legs get tired. I can type, though thinking is much harder. I can't really read well, concentrate, or remember things. But despite feeling drunk a lot of the time (not an unpleasant feeling tbh), if I wink at you, I'm not flirting (especially with you Mr Doctor) that's the lyme playing winky tricks.
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