And I Feel It Burn

I don’t want to write entries that only have to do with shingles or being sick, but that’s kind of the biggest story of my life right now. Every time that I think the bumps can’t look any more disgusting, they surprise me. I wish they’d stop doing that. They itch and burn, and there’s quite a bit of pain. Most of the pain, though, is actually in my shoulder joint or right on top of it. I’ve had a fever every night since Friday. I will need to take Tylenol in a few minutes because the fever starts getting worse at about this time every day. The redness has spread and seems to be swelling and I’ve had a blister show up on my shin, in addition to the shoulder/underarm/neck ones.

And there’s more…

My asthma is starting to act up. Between the breathing issues/coughing, the pain, and the rash spreading, we tried to get in touch with the family doctor this morning. They didn’t answer their phones, which was very strange. Even more strange was that it never kicked it over to an answering service, which means that they were definitely there when we called (which we knew since they’re open M-F during their “business” hours) and that they just weren’t picking up their phones. We tried a few times to no avail. So, we’re just hoping that I don’t get any worse.

Not to worry, if we do, and that’s very possible, I will go to the emergency room. Viral infections that trigger my asthma are definitely not at all uncommon, and the ER visits that result aren’t even all that strange–even if it’s been a while since one of them has occurred. I think part of what has always made my family so quick to act when my asthma wakes up is that both of my parents, as well as other members of my extended family, have had asthma. Both of my parents grew up with trouble breathing, so they know what to watch for. Since I’ve had this issue since I was an infant, I know it, too. Hopefully, the trip won’t have to happen, though.

About Janet Morris

I'm from Huntsville, Alabama. I've got as many college credits as a doctorate candidate, and the GPA of some of them, too. I have a boss by the name of Amy Pond. She's a dachshund. My parents both grew up in Alabama.