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I feel very lucky. That wasn’t always the case. Stricken with Lyme Disease after moving to Ojai, California in 1997, my life went from a very busy job as a Nurse Practitioner in the second busiest emergency room in Los Angeles county to virtually bedridden. Initially, I found the tick bite and had prophylactic treatment with antibiotics but six months later learned that the treatment was a failure. Taking daily calcium with the antibiotics prevented absorption of the medication needed to combat any bacteria spread from the tick. When I awoke one morning with my left knee swollen four times its original size, and was unable to weight bear, I knew something was terribly wrong. I had all but forgotten about the earlier tick bite and treatment until I saw the orthopedic surgeon. One look at my red, swollen, left knee and he said that because it was an atypical presentation, he wanted to order blood work, which included Lyme Disease titers. I was given anti-inflammatory medication and sent home on crutches.
Four days later, I received a phone call. “Don’t panic,” said the ortho doc.
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