I had a tick bite that developed into a splotchy, bulls-eye patch that looked very much like Lyme disease. Anne, the lady I met Saturday, had me send her a picture of the rash, and her husband (who ought to know, since he's a dermatologist... I think) said it was likely Lyme.
But before Anne saw the picture, I went to my doctor's office Thursday and saw a nurse-practitioner. I was armed with plenty of information, thanks to the Internet. So I was surprised when she said they'd take blood and test for Lyme, because my information (Anne's husband confirmed this) says you won't test positive for Lyme until at least a month after exposure. It had been less than a week since I got my tick bite. But as much time as I spend in the woods each year, and as many tick-bites as I've had, at least figured I'd know if I had it previously.
I was given a prescription for a ten-day supply of Doxycycline, 100 MG, to be taken twice a day, with a large glass of water, to avoid esophogal problems. I noted that anti-acids are not to be taken with this medication. They interfere with it, somehow.
Today I got a call from the clinic: The Lyme test was negative. Big surprise.
So, I told her my feelings about the blood test. And also, that I'd read that the antibiotic should be taken for 28 to 30 days after the rash shows.
"So, do you want another Lyme test after thirty days?"
"No, I just want enough antibiotic to make thirty days' worth. And by the way, I'm having horrible heartburn. Could you find out if there's anything I can take that won't interfere with the medicine?" (Years ago, I had an espophageal ulcer; and I do NOT care to experience that again.)
She took notes and said the nurse-practicioner won't be in until Wednesday, but will get in touch with me then.
On the bright side, my blood sugar was 100, and I'd had a big breakfast that morning. My cholesterol and all the other things they test for were perfect.
At the clinic Thursday, my temperature was 96.9, as always (if it's ever up to 98.6, it means I have a fever). And my blood pressure was something like 120 over 65.
I'm glad I am so disgustingly healthy, because prescription drugs sure don't agree with me!