Lyme Disease?

Enjoyed a nice visit by DJ and Al this past week and weekend, respectively. It was good to see both of them again. It was great staying up till late playing games around the kitchen table. Al and I moved some railroad crossties Saturday morning, and afterwards I felt miserable. Dubby posted about our shooting trip Saturday afternoon -- lotsa fun, although afterwards, I still felt even more miserable. Fever of 101.8 Sat. night. Sunday, still felt miserable. Fever of 101.4. Drove to D.C., stayed in a Hilton. Felt miserable, fever of 101.6. Woke up every hour all night long. Got up Monday morning, gulped the ibuprofen so I could speak before the Virginia Society of CPA's annual conference for an hour, and afterward drove home. Still felt miserable Monday night, fever of 102.1. Dubby noticed the rash on my calf. I had noticed it Saturday morning in the shower, but it had grown considerably (about 10 times its size). No pain, no itch, no burn, but it looked bad. Dubby did her on-line thing, made a few phone calls, ended up going with me to hospital and staying up all night. Spent Monday night in emergency room asking (begging) for water, warm blankets, etc. ... Final diagnosis: Lyme Disease. Bottom line: today, I feel miserable, but its more from the mega-doses of antibiotics than fever. Fever was 96.4 this morning, presently it's 99.7, a great improvement from Monday. Still no burning, itching, pain, or even discomfort at the site of the rash. Dubby is worrying needlessly. I refuse to let a bite from some dumb hematophagic arachnid keep me from hiking in the mountains. John Lithgow was turned into a newt but "got better". I plan to do exactly the same.