It’s four weeks now.
I actually thought it was three weeks, though it felt like ten so it shows how my perception of time has gone arseways.
Anyway, it’s four weeks since I was officially diagnosed with Shingles.
If any of you have had a dose of this wondrous ailment then you have my sympathies. If you haven’t then I hope you never have the pleasure. It’s a bugger and that’s putting it very mildly.
It’s easing off now. I am no longer driving myself mad with the scratching and am managing to go the day without swallowing fistfuls of pain killers [which didn’t have any effect anyway]. I still have the odd itch on the back of my neck but scratching it doesn’t feel like I have set that whole area on fire.
The lurgy basically has three parts – the itching, the pain and the fatigue.
The itching is a pain because scratching an itch is instinctive, but scratching a small tickle will set the whole area off and make things ten times worse. They tell you not to scratch but that is nigh on impossible so you spend your time scratching and then cursing yourself for doing it. Night-time is is bad because I would scratch in my sleep and would wake up with the bed looking like I had been munching crisps all night. Not a pleasant sight.
The pain is a pain because it’s not normal. Usually it feels like your veins are suddenly filled with molten lead so the whole area feels like it’s on fire. Other times it just feels like a massive throbbing hangover, but only on one side. It’s not normal because pain killers don’t work. I know because I tried in vast quantities. I was prescribed a special one which works well and it removed the pain but did fuck all for the itch.
The fatigue is a pain because you just feel like all the energy has been drained out of a tap on your big toe. Talk about being knackered!
It’s nearly all gone now. As I type, I have a bit of a pain [in the neck] but little itching. The fatigue is still there in abundance but there’s little I can do about that. It’s a good excuse for not doing stuff though.
So starting today I am going to attempt to return my life to some semblance of normality.
I think I’ll start by going down to the village for coffee.