To those who have read my column for a number of years, you will recall my son, battling to reclaim his health that derailed when he was 11 years old, was finally diagnosed with Lyme Disease. It took trips to so many specialists over three nightmarish years of watching our son suffer, his health deteriorating in horrid ways, repeatedly being told ticks in Ohio did not carry this disease, finally ending up with a diagnosis after flying to a specialist in New Jersey. One of the worst things about this disease is that the spirochete is able to set up shop in a healthy body, and with enough time left untreated, is able to burrow deep in to tissue, even able to bore in to bone, so that a tiny tube of blood drawn from the patient for testing is often unable to find bacteria in a simple test.