I'm still struggling with this $%^&&** Lyme disease.  I finally tested positive (yay - I guess) so I've been on Doxycycline for the last month, but I can tell it's not quite enough.  The crushing fatigue is a little better, but I still have migraines and random joint pains.  I have an appointment with an Infectious Disease Specialist in a week or so and then we'll see if he wants me on I.V. antibiotics (fun) or just to stay on the oral for several more months.  It's frustrating, because the weather is nice and I want to do more, but with Evan's death I don't have a horse I can totally trust to get on by myself, plus I still get so tired anytime I do anything much.  Thank goodness for knitting anyway. 

Also thank goodness I said i would take those little rescue cats last Fall.  The love their new life as barn cats.  They scurry in to their nice safe office at 5 pm every day and scurry back out every morning to spend the whole day doing cat-type things (which unfortunately, do not involve catching mice)   but that's OK
























They are so sweet and cute and such good company that it doesn't matter.