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PICC Perfect!

One of the truly moving experiences I have had during my journey to health is one of friendship and relationship building through the illness. The Lyme disease, dysautonomia, and chronic illness communities are full of strong fighters who are just as committed to helping others win their fights as they are to fighting their own. I am encouraged every day by the stories of other patients and Emily Levy's story is truly inspiring.

Emily's been battling Severe Chronic Lyme Disease since 2007. Emily is a student at Babson College, about to graduate with concentration in Technology and Entrepreneurship Design at the Boston and San Francisco campus. She is a Center for Women's Entrepreneurial Leadership scholar and co-founder and CEO of PICCPerfect.  

During Emily's treatment for Lyme Disease, she spent 6 months with a PICC line delivering IV medication. Keeping a PICC line clean, safe, and healthy is a challenge and nurses haven't come up with any tool better than a simple tube sock. 

Thinking there had to be a better way, Emily started a team to create PICCPerfect, combining line protection with fashion. 

Now, PICC patients can use these covers with various colors and patterns while enjoying the benefits of antimicrobial, moisture wicking fabric. 

PICC lines are used for many different illnesses. Chronic Lyme disease often requires long term antibiotic treatment, most safely and efficiently administered with PICC lines. Similarly, patients with severe POTS or other blood pressure illnesses similar to dysautonomia require daily or bi-weekly infusions of saline or steroids. PICCPerfect provides more than PICC line coverage. This patient-driven company is providing normalcy to chronic illness patients. It is providing a platform for conversation about chronic illness among patients. It is providing positive change. 

Emily has donated to my Lyme Race team and if I do start long term treatment with the Vanderbilt clinic, I will definitely be purchasing a cover from PICCPerfect. 

You can learn more about the company or purchase your own Here.

You could also learn more about Emily and her team and project Here

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