What a week (end).

I haven't posted because I have very little good to say! Just to give you a hint of what has been going on around here. Brett has shingles. Monday night he started hurting, thinking he pulled a muscle in his back over the weekend. Tuesday he came home from a business trip and I gave him a back massage- trying to work out this knot he thought he had. Wednesday morning, we noticed a rash where the knot was. By Wednesday night the pain had become shooting pains that advil wasn't helping. I could feel him physically jump when the pain would shoot through this back and to his chest. By Thursday I was contacting our PCP to tell them he has shingles (nice that I self diagnose, right) and contacting Brett's sis who is a doctor b/c he was insisting that it wasn't shingles and he'd be fine. By Thursday night I got him to the PCP- yup, shingles. So, now he's on meds- but the only pain med they gave him is a patch that you stick on to locally numb the area and he is horribly allergic to it - gave him another rash (in the exact square shape of the patch) so the poor guy is in serious pain. Oh, and yes, being the panicked person I am, I called CCRM and they said that I am fine to move forward as long as I don't have shingles. (it isn't contagious - well, he can give chicken pox to someone if they touch the rash, but I've already had that and I can't actually catch shingles from him). So, that was fun.

We have a dead mouse (or mice) in the ceiling above our small bathroom downstairs. I know this b/c it STINKS! I've heard mice in the walls on occasion - they've never made it into the house but there is evidence of them in the connected garage and I've found where they've been entering the wall from the garage to the family room, where I hear them sometimes. We've caught a few here and there in traps (sorry - I hate to hurt any living thing, but what else can you do?). And, yes, we did the stupid thing and put out a small packet of poison after we found a nest in the garage and they weren't getting caught in the traps. (at first I thought this was a stupid idea- and it is- but then I thought about it and when we lived in MA, the house had mice when we moved in and we called an exterminator before we moved in and all they did was put out poison - so we did it). Well, now it stinks! And, it is getting worse...not sure how long it will take to decompose or how many flies we are going to see in the next few weeks. All I know is that the door to that bathroom stays closed and I light a lot of candles and freak out all day and night about this situation. I HATE IT. I love our home and I am pissed that it smells bad and we can't be comfortable and safe in our own home. I'm serious- you can't smell it on the floor that our bedroom is on, but I can't sleep because of this. (I say the floor our bedroom is on instead of what floor b/c we have an oddly shaped split level and it technically has at least 3 floors and the dead mouse is in the ceiling of the first floor, the bedroom is on the 3rd, but that makes our house sound huge and it's not- just normal sized.).

There has been other stuff going on but most of it isn't worth mentioning too much. I am now on AF-alert. I usually get her on day 26 but we estimated her for day 31 b/c of the lupron. Today is day 27, so any day now....hopefully by Friday/Saturday, but the sooner the better. Oh, and I think I hate facebook. Oh well.