Well, damn. After some serious testing (I had to give blood, pee, and poo – thanks mama for collecting it rather than having to have the vet, uh, “collect” it) it turns out that I have anaplasmosis. What is that, you ask? Don’t worry, I had to ask too, as did mama. It’s a crappy tick-borne disease like Lyme. And it explains how I’ve been feeling lately – slow and tired. Being anemic is no fun, let me tell you.
Luckily I am now on a month-long journey with antibiotics. Hoping to feel better sooner rather than later, and get back to my serious stickwork. I’m still kicking ass, just slower and with a few breaks in between the ass-kicking.
Many thanks to my friends around the world for all of your well-wishes – Mama needs ’em! She’s always worrying about me, which is lovely yet can be super annoying.
Love,
Bogart
