oh I get shingles too when ever I am run down, haven't had it in a few years but wow it is painful and no fun at all.
Here is a funny story that maybe will make you laugh.
Many years ago my family and I took a trip to europe. In a mad panic to be ready for the trip (I had just moved into a new apartment then as well) I stayed up countless nights preparing. Well I got very run down and got shingles on right side of my hip area. I did not know what it was so I ignored it.
Fast forward a week or so:
OK now I am with my family in England in this nice hotel I am single and cute and there is some nice french boy I have been flirting with (I did say it was a vacation lol)
Anyway my parents see the marks on my body and I am complaining so they ask the hotel to send a doctor. Well he says I have shingles and shouldn't for a girl in my 20's but that's what it is and he prescribes me meds for it.
Well (and here is the funny part.... )
The HOT french boy comes to deliver the meds and he has this strange look on his face, I think nothing of it until....
My sister sees the package and starts laughing, the meds which can be clearly read on the box is the same drug they use for HERPES!!!! yes I know it is the same virus now, but after that it became obvious that all the young cute hotel employees thought I had herpes after that and avoided me like the plague.
So in England I was the "look but dont touch" herpes girl for a week!!!
Things got much better when we hit Italy (ahhh Italian men are manific!)
I lost my dad at age 64 in Aug. 2000 due to diabetes/kidney failure/heart failure. Still thought we had more time. He was slowing down but still very vibrant. I was 27 years old.
It didn't seem fair. My grandparents lived into their 80's. He didn't get to walk me down the aisle or see my children. I always thought that was a right every young girl had. When 9/11 happened, he was the first one I would have called...but he was gone. I hold in my heart his memories. I live my life remembering his words and guidance. I show pictures to my daughters and talk about their "Pop Pop." He would have loved my 7 year old's sense of humor. He would have loved my 3 year old's spunk and wildness. There's times they do something that remind me so much of my dad and yet they've never met. It's amazing.
As time goes by the pain will ease up...you're throat will dislodge from the pit of your stomach and you will remember him with smiles and adoration for what he gave to you....life, love, and laughs...amongst other qualities that make up you.
Your defenses were down and you got sick and that's ok. You will heal...your body and your heart, will heal. Rest up. Make sure to take care of yourself, eat, sleep, drink plenty of water... And remember the sun comes up every day...today is a new day...today is a day where it's ok to feel sad and it's ok, to feel joy...for life, it is a blessing...and what a wonderful thing to have LOVE abound in our lives during such moments.