WHEN I GOT SPASTIC.

MY ARMS WERE WAVING, MY LEGS FLUTTERED, MY FEET STUMBLED.

I LOOKED LIKE A WINDMILL IN FULL STORM.

So what do you do? Sit home for 8-9 months waiting for spiros to leave just that area of your neurological -center?

I thought: I am not the only one with spastic disease or tremor. I go for my regular walk, let them stare, I do not give a damn. I want fresh air, it soothes the neuropatic pain in skin and eyes.

In the night, a shivering got the bed jumping. Very exhausting way to rest, but after a while the body felt warm, the heartbeat calmed down - and my body came to rest. What a joy! Life is wonderful!

AS THE BOMB WAS TICKING.

I WAS WORKING.

I had a busy time, had to finish two huge pieces of art, packing 80 pieces for the full-scale exhibition of my life as an artist.
Grand success - 8 pages in the press. My grandchildren in trance - they "had a famous granny".

And time was running out. On opening night I was so ill, my throat burning, me near collapse - so exhausted. I could not take part of the Grand Opening-Night Party. 29 of June 2006. Since then no parties for me --.

I did not know this obscure flue was Lyme-Borreliosis, and bacterias spreading in my nervous system.

NEVER KNEW I GOT TICKED.

WHEN I LEFT THAT PARTY - I HAD A GUEST COMING MY WAY - MY FIRST BACTERIA BURGDORFERI.

My new life had started. I was to be an Empire State Building with every floor occupied by guests who did not pay the rent.

See that sneaky look of an intruder - emperor - secret thief to steal my body and torture my soul.

In Europe the garinii species of the bacteria is most common. What a dish my nervous system was to be -