Butt Shingles and Strep

I have a crap-top of work to be doing at work, but today I am wallowing in my bed, feeling sorry for myself as I shop online and watch Netflix.

I have shingles.  On my butt. Really, where my upper thigh meets my butt. This has to be one of the 5 worst places to get shingles, because it is pretty much the pressure point whenever I sit. Not cool.  And then there is throbbing pain from my hip to my knee.

But I could deal with all that.  I was knocked on my butt (or in my side, since I can't sit on my butt) by what I assume is strep, gifted to me by PS.  I've had a call in to the doc for 5 hours to see if I need to come in or if he will just call in a scrip, since I was just there with PS on Tuesday.  No news yet, and I'm about to lose my window to get an appointment.  Argh. I don't usually catch my kids' germs, but I think the shingles has my immune system down.  Bah humbug.

I don't even feel like talking on the phone or sending email, even though I have five million people demanding responses from me, and a limitations deadline on Friday, and a response due to the mediator who did not settle the case that I spent all day yesterday in mediation for (painfully sitting on my butt).

On the bright side, I did order a dress for DH's Office Christmas Party.  I put it in my cart earlier this week, and when I checked on it today, Modcloth was having a 1-day sale with 25% off dresses.  I got a cocktail dress for me, a retro dress for PS and a cute t-shirt for $106. Score!