I have had a really bad couple of years health wise. I am finally starting to feel better. At least, better than before, which was downright awful. Last year, I was taking immunosuppressants because of my Lupus. Immunosuppressants are given to people who have had organ transplants to reduce the risk of rejection and also given to people like me-with an autoimmune disorder. My mother-in-law became gravely ill, and as a result was hospitalized several times and ended up in a nursing home. Last August, my husband-the man who hasn't taken a sick day in 18 years-came down with shingles(Herpes Zoster). Anyone who has had chicken pox can get shingles. The virus lies along the nerve endings and in times of great stress-viola'-shingles appear. As a nurse, I knew what they looked like and our family doctor agreed. My husband had the rash for about three months. He took the anti-viral prescribed and other than occasional pain from the area, he recovered fairly quickly.
Even though I was feeling human again, I unfortunately developed a wicked sinus infection. I saw my family doctor on the Friday before Labor day. I was prescribed my antibiotics and just took it easy for the weekend. By Sunday night, I noticed a rash on my left arm, It was really itchy and uncomfortable. It also burned. On Labor Day, I also noticed a band of red dots in the area below my bra, on the left side. You guessed it-I had shingles. Funny I didn't get them while taking the immunosuppresants, I get them when I finally feel human again. My family doctor saw me once again and said that it was shingles. He prescribed Valtrex(an anti-viral medication). He also told me that the only people to avoid were those getting chemo and babies under the age of one.
I took the script to my local big-chain drug store. They were very crowded. I dropped the prescription off and waited since I needed to start the medication as soon as possible. When it was ready, they yelled my name. At the back of the store there were probably 15 people there waiting, also. So I get the prescription bag and the clerk asks me if I had any questions. I said no. She proceeded to say very loudly that the Valtrex doesn't prevent me from passing herpes and to be careful. At that moment, I swear those 15 people waiting dispersed so quickly. So there are about 15 people out there who know my full name and now also think I have genital herpes. I gave the clerk a withering look and grabbed my prescription and left. I just cannot win!