I plan, and it seems the universe laughs
5 weeks. It's been 5 weeks since I've been able to write here. When I wrote that first post back on the 26th of June, it seemed that someone or something out there was listening to me and decided that, no, no, no, we can't be letting her have something go a little too well. So how did the universe decide to get back at me; by giving me Shingles, that's how! I'll spare you the photos we took for future reference and to show Dr's (you're welcome), but to cut a rather long story to a still slightly long but not as long as it would be story, I woke up a few weeks ago on Friday the 14th July with a sudden and sore rash on the right side of my back right by my armpit. At first, I thought that I must have slept on it funny or something irritated it in the night while I slept, but still, I let my mother know about it, showed her and she came to the same conclusion. Looking back on it now, it seems rather obvious what was happening, but after the medical experience