I'm terrified of lyme's disease, but also totally respect my own body's capacity to heal. I reckon if you whack it early with what ya got and have a strong immune system, you'll be good.

Ticks totally freak me out. I have a funny story though for you. When my husband and I were first together, we lived in a truck in a field with lots of deer, badgers and so on - a real tick haven. My 5 year old also was with us, and of course his new stepdad was learning for the first time how to be a father. Anyway, I must have been out or at work or something, and they were tidying up for tea - which involved the daily ritual tick check over - check groin, armpits, etc. We'd never got a tick yet but were told to be careful and were excercising due diligence. Anyway, my little boy discovered something that he knew SHOULD NOT BE THERE. 'Um, Jamie', he says, shyly and kinda laughing (he had a well developed sense of humour even at that age) 'I think I've got a tick'.

'Where?' Jamie says, reaching for the tweezers.

'ON MY BALLS!' my boy giggles, and both of them had to deal with it in the best way they could.