Day After

Hey yesterday was Easter in April, not December. Today as was yesterday I awoke to this. ..Snow.. .. and its still coming down. Easter day was uneventful...I did have the week-end off and I was an unsocialble hermit. Talked to the Canadian and my dad. Had a bologna and soup for my dinner and pretty much vegged! No high hopes are pending, nor am I looking forward! Seems I'm in a grand funk of somekind. Last week when the turtles were seen things were up...the sighting was an Aw! The Canadian surprised me by coming in for my birthday, which was nice. Ups and downs are running rampant within. My dad has had a super bad case of the Shingles on his face and in his right eye. The pain is overwhelming for him. The drugs that are to help with the pain is leaving him wacko. Plus leaving me in what the hell am I to do stage? I have to work to survive. Ends aren't meeting like they used to. Dad isn't any younger (soon to be 84 on 4/11) and being on these drugs aren't helping the situation. He's on Neurotin which seems to help, but the side-effects and how dad was taking his dosage has been a big problem. My dad which is hard of hearing and since having the shingles has become worst. Seeing out of his right eye is also a problem; he can't wear his glasses because the right arm touches his skin and his skin is ever so sensitive. So he was taking his meds three times a day. Not spaced every 8 hrs. but every 4 hours. This caused his side-effects to the meds and other wacko stuff. He said he didn't want to get up to take his nightly dose since he's usually in bed by 7:30pm. I finally told him to straighten up and be responsible for his own health by taking his meds right. Write it down on a piece of paper when you take it and what other pills you take and when then put the paper where you see it! Look at it often and take your next dose when you are suppose too. His doctors say the Shingles after affects can last months. Your nerve endings are irrated and sensitive to hot and cold. Making no happy medium....no wonder the old wives tale is that Shingles can kill. It drives you batty...