Ouch!

Arrived home completely done in. Wore a mask for the whole flight because of my persistent cough, didn’t eat at all as I couldn’t face it. So immediately went to the pharmacy to get the ‘bites’ on my back checked out and the pharmacist reckoned they were shingles and gave me meds to ease the discomfort. Amazingly I then got a doctor’s appointment for the afternoon to see about my cough but the doc also reckoned I had shingles (took a swab to confirm) and couldn’t prescribe antibiotics for my cough - can’t take them when you have shingles! Went home, went to bed, slept for 17 hours with a wee break to throw up.
I would not wish this on my worst enemy.

PS The photo is courtesy of S as I failed miserably trying to take one in the mirror.