Sorry I've not been around much, I've tried to comment on a few blogs here and there. This case of Shingles has completely knocked me on my ass. I keep thinking "tomorrow will be better" and then it isn't.
I hurt all over, I feel weak and tired and have zero energy, mental or physical, and in between I am mad that I can't fix it. My doctor keeps telling me, "Rest, it has to run it's course - you can't do anything to make it go faster." It's been almost two weeks.
I am thankful that this is not a serious illness, that I will get better and that I have friends to help me through this. The other day I could not carry a laundry hamper up the stairs. I had to keep stopping I was so winded and weak.
I walked around the block 2 days ago and was so out of breath I wanted to cry.
Tomorrow will be better.