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OH what a night

Forget about apologizing for being a whiner I CAN WHINE ALL THE FREAK I WANT I HAD/HAVE SHINGLES. And life has sucked this last week. Mrs Kayla Smith visited the ED tonight. My weight is 134 (when the crap did that happen!?!?!?), my blood pressure 108/72, temperature 99 turned 98.1... all my vitals were great BUT THEN THERE IS THAT NASTY SCAB/RED BUMP covering a portion of my face. "What are you here for?" - "um...JUST LOOK AT ME." I went to urgent care first, but they were just an extended hour PA office & they referred me to the ER. They even gave me a refund so that was nice. $25 turned $100. She said they couldn't do the eye exam. LET ME TELL YOU ABOUT THAT EYE EXAM. because they won't, until they poke the bottom of your eye & numb it.

*grabbing nurses arm & moving head to the side*
"Um...what are you doing"
*don't worry I'm just putting a drop in"
"Oh and by the way it will pinch & sting a little then go numb"
!?@?#???!?$?@$>#<$<%>%?%@@#?$
Mr Smith: "You must tell them after you do it so that they stay still"
Oh, Mr Smith....
Then I stared at my own eyeball & it was weird.

But all signs led to the conclusion that I will NOT go blind, yet. The shingles stopped at that nerve found under that endearing scab on my eyebrow. The one blessing of the night (it was a gigantic blessing). They say I'm on the recovering end. But there is no real fix since I came in 6 days too late. I can just toughen out the weird nerve impulses that make it seem like something is crawling under my skin (finally an explanation!!), the itches here & there, & the sore pain that comes with the touch of any of the wonderful "bite" marks. My eye is so sore right now. It would like to close & not open until this nightmare is over. Mr Smith says I shouldn't get my hopes up BUT I BETTER BE FREE AND CLEAR NEXT WEEKEND. Mr Smith says I'm going to have the worst weekend if I say that. SAID. Even if the Benadryl pills won't help, I feel like I should excuse myself & take them any way. Mr Smith heard a cricket in the house last night, I did not. They knock me out.

I came home with McDonalds (the ultimate fail but hey we were in the hospital & I'm not cooking EVER until tomorrow) & all the lights were on (that never happens with Eric home) and he's like 

"do you hear it?!? there is a cricket in the house"
me: "no. you don't know what room?"
Mr Smith: "no. as soon as you try to find it, it stops"
me: "ha, sucks for you"

Mr Smith is so smart though that he turns off the bedroom light & hears it. Turns it on & it stops. Then he spots this little, tiny, itty bug. NAILED IT against the wall.

Mr Smith: "hear that?"
Mr Smith: "that's right, silence"

OH what a night.

But my life will end as we know it if Alexis gets the chickenpox. I am past my contagious phase apparently, but 6 days ago when I didn't know I had shingles, Ms Lexi who hasn't had the chickenpox is now a perfect candidate. The PA was like "as long as you didn't kiss her face" WHAT ELSE ON GODS GREEN EARTH WOULD I BE DOING. Of course I kiss her face like 10 billion times a day. So let's hope breastfeeding pays off BIG TIME here & those antibodies come into play. 

I can't handle a sick child, Heavenly Father, I can't.

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  1. Oh NO!!! I thought shingles were horrible on my body when I was 12, and so itchy and then soooo painful. I CAN NOT imagine them on my face! That is horrible Kayla! I wish I could somehow help...hang in there!

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