The CEO Gets Sick

When a Mom - the CEO of the family corporation - gets sick, everything crashes.

Well, at least in my house. The laundry doesn't get done, the house doesn't get cleaned, the dog and the frog don't get fed, meals are lousy, I forget all the extra curricular things the kids are supposed to be doing, and soon it looks like someone took a leaf blower to the inside of the house, leaving mountains of crap everywhere.

I have advanced Lyme Disease.

And maybe my kids DID take the leaf blower to the inside of the house the other day....but because of my Lyme, I don't recall if they did.

I remember having the tick back in June, having a red sore spot on the back of my head. But I forgot to do something about it. Why?

Because I am the CEO/Chief Everything Officer and on top of doing EVERYTHING I was also dealing with horrible tooth pain, a root canal, company from out of town, kidney infection, kidney stones with horrible pain and the realization that I am 40. By the time I got done with my dental appointments, my other doctor appointment and had the capacity to think "hm, I think I had a deer tick", the burning sore was gone. And so the tick was a distant memory....until trip #3 to the ER.

I know I am lucky that an ER doctor was smart enough to identify all the symptoms I was presenting. Some people go for years before someone figures it out.

I wish it was LIME Disease. Because that goes well with a CEO. That wonderful, fresh green goes with just about everything in life. A cheerful, fun color. The color of my dining room and living room. The color of a cool margarita.

Lyme, on the other hand, does NOT go well with a CEO. It takes away everything I need in order to be the CEO. It is ugly, debilitating and for many a lifelong battle.

It has been hard for my husband and family to realize that Mom AKA CEO can't do everything right now. Multitasking is just out of the question for the time being. I guess they will figure it out sooner or later when they have no clothes left to wear or no more food to eat...whichever comes first.

You Might Need A New Doctor If....

You might need a new doctor if they can't tell the difference between an artery and a lymph node in your neck.

Mine certainly sent me on a terrifying trip to the ENT demanding I have him do biopsies of my lymph nodes and then go get CT scans of my neck. It was NOTHING.

When I went back to her and told her to stop acting like I had a million other diseases and to just focus on the Lyme she said "but it is my job to find everything wrong with you".

Enough is enough. I'm shopping for a new Primary Care Physician. Prerequisite: Must have passed Anatomy 101.

Wawa vs Starbucks

I love Wawa coffee. I know, it probably isn't any different from Sheets or 7-11. But there are so many more flavors and options at Wawa. It tastes so much better than Starbucks. Starbucks rots my stomach; I feel like I am drinking sludge. Wawa, I can stomach it just fine and can completely control what goes into that cup of coffee.

I had to challenge my brain the other day. For me to obtain a cup of Wawa coffee, is no easy task. You see, the nearest Wawa is about 14 miles. The nearest Starbucks, about 6 miles. But when you factor in the cost of gas and the cost of the coffee, it costs the same no matter which place I go.

Oh, I can hear The Crunchy Mom telling me that I am not helping the environment by driving the 28 mile RT to get a 16oz cup of coffee. I do work it in with a multitude of other stops I have to make, and only do this about 2x a month. Why should I sit and idle in a line of 15 cars in the Starbucks drive thru dumping toxins into the air for nothing more than a cup of sludge with tons of fat in it?

See, Crunchy Mom, I did think it through!

(Besides, my husband will eat nothing but Wawa hoagies).