Early last year I went to the LLMD and it was the same type of normal appointment. You would almost think this was a follow-up appointment to a physical; “You are doing great. Keep up the good work and I will see you back in a year” is the general tone. Before being dismissed with a pat on the head I told him we were having trouble getting pregnant with our next child, little Aria, so I asked if Lyme impacted fertility. Without answering the question, but looking at my other three children, he flippantly said something to the effect of you do not seem to be having any problems. Fool!
I had then been taking two antibiotics for at least a year. I was not happy with either and did not think they were doing anything to help me. The two antibiotics he left me on were Minocin and Flagyl. (Sure, I could have asked him to modulate the antibiotics but what am I paying him for? It worked out for the best.) A month after the appointment I did some more detailed looking at both drugs. As it turns out Minocin can impair male fertility. That would have been the kind of side-effect information I would have expected the doctor to know and share; rather than shooting off flippant comments.
At this point unhappy with my treatment, and seeing it is only causing problems, I stopped all antibiotics. We both assumed that the Minocin had done significant fertility damage and it would take months to recover my lost fertility. In reality it did not take that long and little Aria was soon on her way. In the end the Minocin almost certainly paved the way for Aria to be a girl since Y’s are supposed to be more fragile (insert favorite male joke here). The additional bonus amidst this is I got off two drugs that I definitely did not need to be taking anymore.
Maybe the doctor was keeping me on Minocin because I had to bring my kids to the appointment. Were the kids frustrating him so much that he was attempting to chemically sterilize me? Maybe this is just best to apply Hanlon’s razor.