After visiting my family in Ulster County this past weekend, I woke feeling refreshed and ready for the week ahead. As I undressed today for my morning shower, my hand brushed over a bump on my left hip. I looked down and was greeted by a tick burrowed in my side. There are certain things you get used to when you live in the Northeast: wretched winters (with the exception of our most recent one), bad drivers, beautiful Fall foliage, and the Yankees-Red Sox rivalry. But you never get used to the ticks.
This morning’s tick was the third tick in my lifetime that I’ve pulled from my body. And each time, removing the critter is gross and gives me with the heebeegeebees. But it wasn’t until today that I got concerned about it. Being a week in on our road to motherhood, I started wondering what a Lyme disease diagnosis would mean for a potential pregnancy. Here’s what I found out. Did you have Lyme disease while pregnant and have any info about your story to share?
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