Digression:
Lyme disease.
Who knew two words that I have never heard of, could turn my life upside down in one simple day. And the saddest thing about diseases is that there is no cure for them, and they never go away.
"The plus side though," My doctor said as I was ready to leave the hospital once and for all, "Your disease can be controlled. That's why I recommend you go to Gentle Acres," At that moment he stopped looking at me and turned to my parents, "It's an all summer camp where Joan can learn to cope with her visions. There is also an onsite psychiatrist and lots of activities to do. It's like...camp."
"Can I go?" Luke asked, cracking a smile.
"No Luke. You have to be crazy." Kevin and Luke started to laugh. I would of thought of a comeback to that, but my mind was somewhere else. What if where I was going was actually a crazy camp? Filled with crazy people, crazier then me?
Stupid lyme disease.
"It sounds like a nice camp," My mom suddenly said. I couldn't believe she was actually going to send me there.
"Joan, what do you think?" Dad asked.
What do I think? I think it's a bad idea! I vote 'no' on me going to camp.
I felt the word 'no' forming in my mouth, waiting to say it, when all of a sudden I saw him. And I knew I couldn't live with myself if I didn't try and get some help.
"Yes. I'll go." I said.