Shingles #1  Canceled trip

Hello poor old neglected blog

Why was I gone so long?  Thanks for asking.  I go a lot to say about that.  Fasten your seat belt again...

So my son's Spring break ended on April 1st.  I had every intention of riding to Rolla, Mo to take him back to school.  The plan was, to then stay with my parents for a week.  My father had recently lost a toe (long story) and I was going to help with doctor's appointments and alleviate some of my Mom's stress.  I was also going o get some vaca time for myself, Of course.  We were leaving on Sunday the 30th of March.  I told my clients I'd be gone, got my train tickets home and looked forward to the week off.

On Friday, I noted a rash on my forehead.  It was a little odd, but, I just covered it with makeup and figured it woulds be gone in a day or two.  On Saturday the rash looked a tiny bit worse, but still not anything Max Factor couldn't erase.  But I also noticed that I had some pain in my eye that was beyond dryness or just too hard of a rubbing.  That evening, I start to be a little concerned and worried out loud.  "I wonder if I should figure out what this rash is before we leave town." My husband responded, "Maybe it's the single"  To this day, I don't know why I felt worried about it, and I have no idea why Dana suggested that it could be singles.  But as soon as he said it, I light bulb went off and I said, "Shit on a shingle! It IS the shingles!"

I called my mom to tell her that I wasn't going to be able to come, and I called my doctor's office.   The on-call physician was concerned because the rash was so close to my eye.   He said I probably didn't need to go to the emergency room, but set up an appointment for me at the urgent care clinic for 10 am the next morning.

On Sunday, I said goodbye to my son and husband and got ready for my appointment.

When I was pregnant in 1995, I was confined to bed rest (theoretically) for the last month due to pre-clampsia.  I woke from a sound sleep one night, thinking "I should get up and pack a bag"  My reasonable mind said "Don't be ridiculous.  This baby isn't due til August, and it only July 11th!" And I went back to sleep.
The next day, I went to my doctor's appointment the and the OBgyn said "Your baby is in distress and must come out now!"   As my husband drove me to the hospital for an emergency C-section, I thought, "Crap! I shoulda packed a bag!"  Well, before I left for the urgent care clinic, I thought, "I should take my phone charger and my Kindle."  Wouldn't you think I would learn to listen to myself?

Okay, I think I will keep you in suspense and tell this story in installment.  So tune in tomorrow for the continuing saga of "Shingles"

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