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Tick bites aren't just itchy, they can carry some nasty diseases!
Alt text for screen readers here I declared ticks my mortal enemies in high school when Rocky Mountain Spotted Fever (RMSF) near
We havenât shared recent additions to our museum collection in a long time, so youâre in for a treat this month!
This lovely Troemner balance was used at the Rocky Mountain Laboratory (RML) in Montana by Lyndahl Gene Hughes, also pictured below. Â Hughes (1914-1980) began at RML in the late 1920s, working on Rocky Mountain Spotted Fever studies under Roscoe Roy Spencer. Â He later worked with John Bell and Herald Cox on developing vaccines for Rocky Mountain Spotted Fever, epidemic typhus, and Q fever, which are carried by ticks. Â They discovered that effective vaccines could be made in eggs, spurring the development of cheaper commercial vaccines for many diseases. Â RML is part of NIH NIAID.
My RMSF Journey (so far)
I usually donât post much about myself, but I wanted to tell some of my story to finding out I had Rocky Mountain Spotted Fever. It will be missing a lot of information and jumbled slightly (with grammatical errors to boot), but I will do the best I can from memory. I should have wrote it all down, but I sadly didnât.
This (almost) 3 year long journey began in June/July 2014 and I decided to finally go to a doctor that August. I was having terrible pain all over my body that was similar to the feelings that fibromyalgia would give. I had nerve pain all over my body, and it felt as though I was tingling, burning, and numb in most of my body. Also, I had headaches that were all over my head that occurred everyday. I couldnât stand anymore, so I went to a local doctor. I told her what was going on, and she did a âroutineâ depression screening. As soon as I admitted to having depression, she chalked my pain up to that and was sent away with a prescription for Amitriptyline, which I didnât fill because I knew that depression wasnât what was causing my problems. (Also take into account that she had once said that my strep throat was depression too).
I decided to get a second opinion from another doctor at a different facility nearby. This doctor thought that the first doctor was wrong with the depression, and she sent me to see a neurologist. I finally felt like someone was listening to me. I spent 9 months with the neurologist, and was sent to have many different tests done. I had blood work, a CAT scan, an EMG (nerve conduction test that was actually pretty fun to experience), and a sleep study done. The only thing they found wrong was low Vitamin D and B12, and that while sleeping Iâm restless. The male nurse that was doing my sleep study got a kick out of watching me not sleep during most of the study. I slept maybe 3 1/2 hours of the 9pm-5am testing period. I was told to take some vitamins to bring the levels up, and she also prescribed Gabapentin to me, which was later changed to Lyrica because I couldnât handle the anger Gabapentin caused me to have. She also had me start keeping a symptom journal and I noticed that occasionally I would have a couple of days (occasionally a week) without any symptoms. She was still baffled because I was âtoo young to have fibroâ. After a few more visits, she admitted that she couldnât figure out what I had. All she knew is that I most likely didnât have fibro, and that stress was most likely causing my symptoms. She wanted me to come back for a routine checkup 3 months later. I knew she had given up.
I felt defeated after spending a year with this doctor, and she being unable to tell me what was causing my pain. I took a hiatus from going to see any doctors, because I felt like I was really crazy. I started doing little things for family and friends to try and earn some money for a trip to Japan, and I noticed that more symptoms were starting to pop up. When I looked down or got too excited, it felt as though someone was someone was stabbing and ripping my head open right above my neck and up almost to the top of my head. I had electric shocks go through my arms causing me to drop stuff, and horrendous spells of dizziness quite often to boot. I had to stop watching my little cousin because I had a huge fear that I would have one of my spells and end up dropping him. I really loved watching him, but I didnât want to put him in potential harms way. I was able to do quite a bit of stuff (slowly) without more symptoms popping up for quite a few months. I was 2 years into this journey by now, and another rather ugly symptom pops up. I started getting diarrhea everyday, and I didnât want to admit this to anyone. I went back to my second opinion doctor and she said I had a stomach virus. I was told to take some prescribed medicines and to come back if nothing changed. Nothing changed, but I didnât go back because I was too scared to admit I was still having that problem. It took about a couple of months after going to Japan to realize that it was partially cause by a newly developed dairy allergy (and a little under a year later I also realized it is caused by a red meat allergy). What was funny about this is I didnât have the same problems eating ice cream in Japan that I did in the states, so thatâs why it took a while to realize it was an allergy.
I was starting to hurt worse and worse after my trip, and was staying in bed way too much. My dad tried to talk me into going to a different doctor that he knew and really liked. He told me to just give her a chance, even though she worked where the first doctor also worked (I had been refusing to go back to any doctor there because I didnât want another doctor saying it was depression). After about 2 months of intense pain, I finally broke down an agreed to let him set up an appointment for me. (I was too scared to do it myself; I blame it on me being an introvert). I went to this doctor and told her everything I had been through, and she agreed that it couldnât be depression. She said I would most likely have something like fibromyalgia or MS. I had thought of both scenerios, so I was happy that someone else had vocalized that they are possibilities. I didnât care what kind of diagnosis I had, as long as I finally got an answer. She decided to send me to a new neurologist. Spoiler alert, I didnât like this neurologist either.
I had a total of 3 visits to this neurologist. My first visit, he went over my paperwork from my past doctor visits. He saw that I didnât have a MRI done, and he was thinking I might have MS. I was hopeful at this point, because he seemed like I was going to finally get some answers. He scheduled me for an MRI in 1 or 2 months (I canât exactly remember how long after the initial visit) and prescribed me a muscle relaxer. I went back and had the MRI, and a visit with him immediately after. He came in to give me my results. I had no signs of MS, tumors, cancer, etc. You would think this was good news, but from me, it wasnât. He said that he was pretty sure I didnât have fibro either and said that everything was caused from stress.  Before I left, he prescribed me, wait for it, AMITRIPTYLINE to âhelp me sleepâ he said. He said to take 2 pills a day, up my Lyrica to 2 pills also, and come back in 3 months so we can go over how I was feeling. Well, I decided to give it a try and stop being so anti-antidepressant. I was pleasantly surprised with how much happier I felt. Yes, I know that it regulates hormones and is it job essentially, but I didnât want to admit to myself that I really need an antidepressant at that time.Â
During the 3 month wait period for my next appointment, I had changed insurances. With the new insurance, Lyrica went from $25 to about $370 ($240 with a coupon). That was just for 1 monthâs prescription. There was no way in hell I could afford that. I had to stop taking it because I couldnât get help paying for it, and detoxing from it (and the muscle relaxer because I had to save money up to afford it too) was one of the worst weeks of my life. Â I thought the pain was bad, but detoxing from those had it beat surprisingly. I was off the medicine for a little over a month (I did try calling doctors and seeing if there were other things I could take and it never got worked out), when the appointment date finally rolled around. I asked him about different medicines and he wasnât willing to try anything else. He told me to just keep taking what I had and that there were no other ones he could prescribe (other than Gabapentin which I couldnât take). Here I was again, with another doctor who was just going to keep having me come back every 3 months without any trying to help. I decided then and there I was not going back, and I was defeated once more.
It took another small break from going to the doctors. I thought about what could be making me hurt so much, and I thought about mold, ticks, fibro, the possibility of a false negative for MS, and more ailments that I had saw on WebMD (I highly suggest not to go down the rabbit hole of looking up your symptoms online because it will freak you out). I spent a while trying to talk myself into going to the doctor, but I just couldnât. What finally made me go back to the doctors was I needed to get an okay to refill my allergy medicine. While there I had told her about what happened with the neurologist and she was shocked he had gave up. She sat there for a minute and stared at me. I saw the light flicker above her head as she said, âHave you thought about Lymeâs Disease?â I couldnât believe she asked the very thing that I had forgotten to ask about at the visit. We went over my symptoms and she decided to test for it, RMSF, and another thing that I canât remember. She told me it would take probably a week to get the results back.Â
4 days, I REPEAT, 4 days later, I get a call saying, âMs. Carroll, I would like to tell you that we got the results back, and you had a positive test for Rocky Mountain Spotted Fever. We have sent a prescription to your pharmacy that you need to go pick up today. You might be receiving a call from the health department, and we hope that you have a wonderful rest of the day.â I sighed so hard that the nurse chuckled from amusement. She knew that I had been waiting for this day for years and she could hear the relief hearing the diagnosis had given me. I ran into my grandmotherâs house, who I stay with every other week to help out, and got dressed. I told my grandmother and mother that I would be back soon without any sort of answer on where I was rushing to (thatâs unusual for me to do so they were very curious when I got back). I walked in holding the prescription bags and said, âGuess who has Rocky Mountain Spotted Fever... This girl (pointing 2 thumbs to myself getting a chuckle from them both)!âÂ
I took my first dose of 14 that would come the next 7 days. I came back into the living room to look up what I could about RMSF (my mom did as well), and we talked about it. Here comes the fun part. The prescription bottle didnât mention that you should eat with it, but if you ever have the displeasure of taking Doxycycline eat at least 10 minutes before taking it and drink plenty of water with it (I drank a whole bottle after the mistake of doing neither with the first pill). It made me so ill that within 15 minutes of taking it, I had to go throw up. It made me sick the rest of the day. From then on (until the last day when I though half a bottle of water and 1 chicken tender would suffice btw it didnât), I was careful with how I took it. I still got nauseated, but I didnât throw up anymore. I did call on the 3rd day asking about nausea medicine, but one didnât get called until today, which is my last day of taking the medicine I hope (which I am still thankful for having the medicine for nausea because of feeling horrible today)... I know that the pharmacy didnât like me throwing up in their parking lot, but I really couldnât hold it in (at least it was clear and didnât smell bad thatâs a plus right?). I really donât know if this antibiotic has gotten rid of everything, but Iâm just glad I am on track to getting better. In the past 7 days, my pain has decreased, but not fully gone away, and Iâve had more energy than the past.Â
Iâve been thinking of my journey so far, and was wondering why it took almost three years to diagnose. Then I decided to look at the symptoms on cdc.gov (I know I said to stay away from websites that you look symptoms up on, but I canât help myself ^_^). âThe following is a list of symptoms commonly seen with this disease, however, it is important to note that few people with the disease will develop all symptoms, and the number and combination of symptoms varies greatly from person to person: Fever, Rash (occurs 2-5 days after fever, may be absent in some cases), Headache, Nausea, Vomiting, Abdominal pain (may mimic appendicitis or other causes of acute abdominal pain), Muscle pain, Lack of appetite, Conjunctival injection (red eyes). I then realized why I was diagnosed sooner. I never had the fever, rash, or red eyes. Without the fever and rash, why would a doctor even think about it being RMSF. Iâm thankful that I finally got my diagnosis and can start on my road to recovery. I feel extremely thankful because others with the same thing had far worse times than I. Some was hospitalized or worse, some have died from it. I worry about if I will still have pain, but just knowing that I am not crazy or the symptoms are from my imagination makes me so much more content.Â
Letâs play our game
Guess which chronic illness is causing what symptoms
I have 2 options that are caused by the same bacteria, one that only has any symptoms at all because my immune system is a desolate wasteland, or possibly a secret 4th option that the doctors canât identify!

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Not my ideal way to start my 10th grade year
Ironically, the biggest part of it all started in my favorite class - biology. I had a slight itch on my back and stomach, but I had so many
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âBut to some men the call of duty echoes a note of real and dreadful dangerâŠ. It was such a call as this that came some months ago to Dr. Thomas B. McClintic⊠when he was delegated to go to Montana to fight an epidemic of Rocky Mountain spotted fever.  A short time before he had been married, and the call to fight a disease recognized as communicable and generally fatal must have come as an unwelcome call.  He would have been scarcely human had it been otherwise.  But he did not falter.  Tuesday Dr. McClintic died in the hospital at Washington of the disease he had gone to Montana to fightâŠ. But out in Montana the dreaded fever has been practically eradicated as a result of this one doctor's work. Unquestionably, hundreds of lives have been saved and something worthwhile has been added to the modern science of preventive medicine. And so it is that back in Washington the bride [Theresa Drexel] of an interrupted and now forever ended honeymoon must seek, as have other women sought in the past, what consolation she may from the fact that her husband was called by duty as other men are not called, and that he answered the call as brave men must.â  The Joplin (Missouri) Globe, August 15, 1912
McClintic was born in 1872, in Virginia, and received his MD from UVA in 1896, becoming a Public Health Service officer in 1899. Â During his career, McClintic served in New York, Mexico, Alaska, and the Philippines. He was on duty in San Francisco during the 1906 earthquake. Â In 1911-1912, McClintic went back and forth between the Hygienic Laboratory in Washington, D.C. (now NIH) and Montana for his work eradicating Rocky Mountain spotted fever from the Bitter Root Valley. Â When taken ill himself, he was brought back to Washington, D.C., but died the day of his arrival.
 Photo: National Library of Medicine