It's official - I have the shingles. I have heard of this mysterious illness for years - but as always I thought I was immune to this unusual sounding malady. Excuse me, but I thought the "shingles" were purchased at Lowe's. Maybe I have the sidings. I am not saying that I am "too good" to have shingles. It just caught me off guard. I just don't want them to kill me. It would be so embarrassing to see in the paper - That after a courageous battle, Grammy passed on to be with the Lord this morning. She died of the SHINGLES. Unfortunately, she was NOT surrounded by her loving family - they were SO embarrassed by her demise. I was really hoping to succumb to something that sounded a little more romantic. For instance. Grammy passed away to heaven this morning. She was an awesome mother and grandmother. Pop Pop caught her in bed with Johnny Depp - they were both dressed as Pirates of the Caribbean. That was the end of our beloved Grammy.
PS Going back to bed to rest and take steroids. Honestly I have never felt more like crap.