A dog gets fed, I freeze in mild weather, a traffic ticket gets issued
As you can see, Margie is getting better. She's not running around or jumping about and she is still plenty sore, but besides making two pumpkin chiffon pies and baking rolls, she cut up some dog sausage for Muzzy. I don't mean sausage made of dog, but sausage made for dogs. When Margie was in the hospital, I stopped by Jacob and Lavina's just before they flew south, picked Muzzy up and brought him home.
The original plan was for Caleb to care for him and that's still the plan, but, in practicallity, most of Muzzy's care falls upon us as Caleb is either at work, asleep, visiting a friend or scolding the '49ers when they are losing on TV.
I don't know how it would have worked out for Muzzy and Caleb if Margie had not had to go in for emergency surgery.
They would have got through, I guess, but Caleb really does not have the time to care for a St. Bernard by himself. He can care for the cats, but compared to the dog, their needs are small.
As for me, I have been extremely lazy, doing almost nothing. Yesterday, I stepped out of the house just one time - to photograph the moose that appeared in yesterday's post. And that was just onto the porch.
Today, I got up very late, ate my oatmeal, then lay down on the couch, where two cats joined me, and then semi-dozed off.
Shingles make me not want to move. Shingles make me want only to sleep. Shingles makes it hard to sleep. But, come mid-afternoon, I decided I must do something. So I made myself get up and take a walk. I did not take Muzzy. That would be too hard on me right now.
I just walked by myself and I damn near froze to death.
It wasn't even that cold: 12 degrees, F (-11 C) - the kind of weather that would normally envigorate me. But today it just froze me. It has been that way since I came down with these shingles THREE WEEKS AGO! They are fading in color and the blisters have scabbed over, but they still bring misery to my every second.
But I don't want to write about shingles anymore. Until they go away, I think I must try to find the way to live as usual, as if I did not have them.
So I don't want to write about them anymore. One day - maybe next week, maybe next month, maybe next year, maybe the year after (I have learned that in some cases shingles pain can linger for months and even years after the shingles disappear) I will wake up and there will be no pain.
Then I will write again and say, "My shingles are gone. They don't hurt anymore."
At 4:00 PM, I went out and dropped some bills in the mail. Metro Cafe was closed, so I stopped at the Mocha Moose drive-through and bought an Americano to bring home and share with Margie. Across the street, a cop pulled someone over and appeared to write him a ticket.
Thankfully, Thanksgiving was already over, so the driver did not have to worry about falling short on turkey because he had to pay for a ticket.
Reader Comments (4)
Bill,
Best wishes for a speedy recovery!
Frances
Did your doctor not prescribe Zovirax or Valtrex antibiotic cream right away? I had shingles and got that prescribed within 24-48 hours and it knocked down the shingles within a week. It was itchy but I never ever needed Vicodin or any other pain killer. Worst thing was having a semi-painful tingling in my right arm from shoulder to fingers for about 6 months or so after the shingles blisters disappeared.
Bill, we were in the same area at the same time, as I witnessed the same scene with that driver! Too bad I didnt get to see you! Did you get to see the amazing sunset we had? It was gorgeous!!
I am sorry that you are feeling so bad due to the shingles. I sure hope they go away and that you are back to yourself soon.
Caleb should have heard my husband Thanksgiving night. He is a diehard 49'ers fan, our youngest son is even named after Joe Montana, and he had a few choice words for the Niners as the game went on.
Glad to see Margie is on the mend, slowly but surely!
About 20 years ago, I had the shingles, about an 8 inch strip on my lower back. I didn't want to tell you when you were hoping they would soon go away, To this day, when I get in the shower or on a hot day, the pain returns. I had a very mild case. It will stay with you for life, but the pain will come back, but it won't shoot clear through your abdomen! You just smile and say, "Hi old buddy", go play in the traffic, I have things to do!!" We get to be tough old buzzards and other aches and pains will give it a run for it's money. Getting old is not fun! :-)
So happy to see Margie up and going. Hope she was able to eat some turkey and trimmings. Muzzy is a good replacement for her little boys, but all in one package!
Sending good healing thoughts to both of you. You both need the sleep right now so healing will be faster. Cuddle up to those cats and that dog and have pleasant dreams in your warm house. Doesn't get much better than that. The cops will still catch their speeders even if you are not out freezing your butt off taking pictures! :-) Those boys will be home soon and you need your rest. Thank heavens for phones and you can keep your ears and eyes on them and enjoy Arizona from the comfort of your living room! Happy Thanksgiving!