May 19, 2007

Dear Diary,

Well, the one bump turned into many, within hours, and I raced to the doctor to see if I had the dreaded shingles. He said no, it looks more like bites, or some contact thing from outside. He must be right, because yesterday it moved to the other side of my face as well.

It made sense, after that long walk in the woods with the kids and playing around in the grass at the park, but he says no, that was too long ago to count.

I have no idea what is wrong with me, but I am using the medicine he gave me. I don’t know what it’s doing, if anything, because the itching is horrific, and I feel like I want to rip my skin off.

I feel like a freak. I’m so ridiculously uncomfortable, and the rash isn’t pretty. I don’t want to go out. I don’t want to do anything, really, except sleep to escape the itching.

But I have things to do, places to go…

Oh, I want this to be over with. Right now. I’m just going to close my eyes, hold my breath, and hold on until it’s gone.

I am,
Surviving

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