So to not leave you hanging on what happened after my round of doxy. I began Doxy Nov 1, 2012....the day after Halloween. I became so horribly sick on the meds, like I was told I would be.
I expected to be sick off and on for the next year, since I was told it would take that long to fully filter out of my body. So, being sick was not unexpected. I was a college student with 3 children, and had to repeat 2 of my semesters, since my sickness was bad enough to cause absences, which caused me to fail.
2013 through 2015 I have fought the fact of me being sick, but there is nothing I can do to ignore it any longer. It has attacked my nervous system so much that I am now diagnosed with fibromyalgia as well, which has brought on severe depression....you think??? Thirty six years old, and I am told life is now about being healthy and fighting myself each day instead of the hopes and dreams we all plan for in life. Hard to swallow.
It is now the beginning of 2016, and I resigned my job at the bank on doctors orders, since I cannot function for months at a time. I am going through the toughest part of the disease, which is not the disease itself, but to realize that this disease has killed the life you had and the life you always thought you wanted for yourself and would have. I have, not to only live differently, but to also parent differently and look at my blessings differently.
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