Shingles that is. Actually it never left. Joe came home Saturday feeling much better. By Sunday he was worse than he had been. Apparently the strong meds given to him at the hospital were masking the true pain. He didn't sleep at all Sunday night. I woke up several times and saw the light on. Monday morning he was at the dr's office when they opened.
He was readmitted to the hospital immediately. This time he will make sure he is better before he leaves. I hate it for him. It is so hard to see the person you love so much hurting and there is nothing at all you can do for them. But he is where he needs to be for now and that is what matters most.
I haven't heard anything about sweetness Kimba yet. But I didn't expect to hear yet. Even though I am so very anxious. The shelter is run by volunteers and they have full time jobs. What they do is wonderful. I might even look into some kind of volunteer work myself. I just can't wait to hear about that precious baby. I told Sophie all about her. She rewarded me with a giant lick to the face. Awwwwwwwww.....love the doggie kisses.