A couple of months ago a had a little wake up call from my son-in-law. I was telling him that these antibiotics I was taking seemed like poison to me and he said, sarcastically, "Well, that's a great attitude." He was right. What kind of damage was I doing to myself to believe that I was poisoning myself two times a day? Even before being treated with Lyme antibiotics helped me out of some terrible physical ailments. Where would we be without them? Now when I take my Flagyl three times a day I visualize reinforcements coming over the hill to help in seeking out and fighting the bacteria. It feels a lot better!