Christmas-y trees and those things on the roof

So we’re going out of town just after the great unwrapping and decided that a real tree is a bad idea this year.  (For the record, I think a real tree is a bad idea every year.)  We went to my favorite store, Joann’s Fabrics, and got a plastic tree with the lights already on it.  It’s small, light and doesn’t drop dead needles all over the house.  Looks like Bone got one, too.  His has a nifty alien on top and Kermit riding a bike.  Mine has a Wright Brothers airplane and a tuba.  I’m kinda jealous of the alien.

Two months ago I posted this little gem.  I really kicked ass for a while, too.  Then the pain started.  First my calves and knees, then the rest of me.  I thought it was a lead up to the flu.  But I didn’t have the flu, only the muscle and joint pain.

Christie made me go to a local walk-in clinic and the doctor said it might be Lyme’s.  They drew some blood and I got some nifty pain killers.  Two days later they said it wasn’t Lyme’s and that I should go see my PCP.  By then the itching, burning, god-why-won’t-it-stop rash had appeared on my left thigh.  The doc looked at it for about 2 seconds and said “Herpes mrphmrph”.  WTF!?!

“What?”

“Herpes Zoster.”  At this point I’m trying real hard to figure out how to explain this to Christie.  See, if I had been sleeping around it wouldn’t be so bad.  But I wasn’t sleeping around.  So how the hell did I get Herpes whats-it-called?  Hey, maybe she’s sleeping around.  Whew.  No, wait.  That sucks more.  Oh, god, why me…..

“Shingles.”

“What?”

“Shingles.  Only people who have had chicken pox can get this. It’s not generally contagious.  Just don’t let anyone who hasn’t had chicken pox touch your rash.”  No shit.

Lots of drugs later and I feel pretty much back to normal.  Needless to say, my training plan is out the window.  I also noticed that I don’t have much of a tolerance for cold and dehydration. I did, once upon a time, but I don’t anymore.  It could be worse.  Besides, I have lotsa hydrocodone left over.

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0 Responses to Christmas-y trees and those things on the roof

  1. cog says:

    glad you’re feeling better, dude.