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this morning on the drive (8:30AM) into work I felt a point of discomfort in the middle of my back on the left side. I removed my shirt and saw a red sore about the size of a nickel with a tick in the middle.
Dr. Berman's office 1:15PM. Had tick removed and area inspected. It's a deer tick (Dog ticks are better because they are less likely to carry
Lyme disease. Rx antibiotic for 2 weeks.
The question is when did the tick and I become acquainted? Saturday - hike at Tarrywile with Droopy; Sunday -
Tarrywile again and Golf cousre walks with Droopy; Monday, probably not, no walks with Droopy, first night for
LTR; Tuesday - hiked the gas line (deer highway next to the house) all the way to the next street.
Barb's been suffering with Lyme for 10 years. It is bad stuff.