Aaron has shingles. At first he believed that he had been attacked by a rabid spider. When he got home from his business trip to Virginia, he lifted his shirt to show me. They were gross.
“Are you sure it’s not a business-trip related STD?” I joked.
Upon closer inspection I realized that we were dealing with a full blown case of shingles. I had them at age 8. They hurt like hell.
“Those are shingles.” I announced
“Paul, the board of day school president, had those last year on his face. A shingle on his nose never went away,” Aaron said with a shudder.
“If you get them on your face, we are done. Seriously. Done.”
I was joking, a little.
Elderly people usually get shingles not 35 year-olds however Aaron is prone to grumpiness and he does drive like a grandpa. The worst part of this whole scenario is that you can get chicken pox from shingles. My kids are not vaccinated. The pox is going to hit the Braun house hard. Oh joy.
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Monday, March 19, 2012
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