After experiencing some physical discomfort over the weekend – a couple of welts turning into quite a clump of them and a pervasive stink in my sinuses – I found out today that I have both a case of shingles on my shoulders and neck as well as a sinus infection.
Ever since the weekend I have had a smell in my nostrils, and the post-nasal drip, which reminded me of death. It’s a sinus infection, a short course of antibiotics the solution.
What was even more apparent, and therefore not quite so surprising, is that the little red marks on my neck and shoulder (which have now enlarged and traveled onto my back) are shingles. The doctor didn’t have to look long before making his declaration and I have to admit the thought did cross my mind. Could I make a case for stress lately?
My doctor was surprised to hear that I had experienced shingles as an adolescent.
“Really,” I said, “a gay kid in high school? No stress there!” We both laughed.
So, overdue for blood work which will set my HIV treatments – I’ve been off them since the spring – there can be no doubt that I will need to get back on the multiple pill merry-go-round again and hopefully get my immune system boosted back up.
In the meantime, I have increasingly painful, unsightly sores that look like hickeys from Count Dracula, and I don’t want to be seen much in public for awhile.