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The Story of a Very Menacing Tick

Do you know how big a tick is?  It’s small.  Really, really small.  The average tick is the size of a sesame seed.  It’s said that the doors of history turn on small hinges.  Sometimes those hinges might be as small as a tick. 
Three years ago my husband went on a campout with the young men in our ward.  A while after he came home he got a little sick.   You know where this is going…it turns out he was bitten by a tick and contracted lyme disease.  He never actually saw the tick, but he felt the fever when he got flu-like symptoms, he saw the ring like rashes that appeared on his torso and he also felt the heart palpitations that eventually developed.  Since we were out of town during the weeks following it took a while for him to get properly diagnosed seeing how lyme disease is common in the northeast, but not so much in other parts of the country.  When we returned home to New York, B walked into the student health center and was diagnosed within a matter of minutes.  He was given the proper antibiotics and soon all traces of Lyme and the accompanying symptoms disappeared.  Life was back to normal and we haven’t really thought about that little episode since.  No big deal.  
Until last week.  
Apparently the military thinks heart palpitations–of any kind, no matter the origin–are a very big deal.  See the past 2 years we haven’t been on active duty, so in preparation for our new venture in San Antonio the hubs has to take a physical.  Thus the minor and temporary heart palpitations came to light and we were informed that we may be medically disqualified from being in the Air Force.  So what does this mean?  This means that we may not be moving to San Antonio, this means that when we close on our house (yes, we sold our house!) we may not have a place to live, and this means that we may not know what we’re doing or where we’re going in a matter of weeks.  Awe-some.  And of course, if we do get medically disqualified we also get a nice fat bill from the Air Force letting us know what we owe them for dental school.  Which might make that minuscule little parasite the worlds most expensive tick, as a friend of mine pointed out.  
The hubs has taken some substantial measures to make sure they know his heart is in tip-top shape–he plays soccer weekly and has even run a marathon since the lyme episode– and he has more than 1 doctor willing to back him up on this.  B feels confident that this will be cleared up and everything will work out.  I remain a little skeptical.  So we’ll see.  We do feel a little less frantic than we did when we first received this phone call, although it’s still been quite the roller coaster.   
So that’s it.  The latest and craziest.  I still can’t believe one little tick could cause so much havoc years after the fact.  
*Also, etsy shop updates coming soon!  Hip, hip hooray!


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