Life with two kids is going well, and it's not much more chaotic with one than two. But my job is ridiculously busy. Want to know how well it's going to be back at work? I've been back at work for two weeks now, and yesterday I was diagnosed with shingles. Yes, shingles. That disease that old people get.
Yes, yes, I know that anyone who's had chicken pox can develop it at any point. What I didn't know was that being postnatal can trigger it, too. And I am annoyed, because I originally got misdiagnosed (thank you, crappy European socialized medicine. Sure, everyone has coverage, but how does that help if you get diagnosed incorrectly? I've used the crappy medical system here twice, and been misdiagnosed both times. But I digress). By the time I was correctly diagnosed (by my private doctor here--couldn't see him the first time because it was a Sunday, so I had to go to the ER), I was outside the treatment window to take the medication for shingles. And, then we had to deal with whether the girls would get chicken pox as a result of my shingles. We ended up vaccinating Miss M, as it was the only vaccination she has not gotten. It turns out that I had sky high varicella immunity levels during my pregnancy, so SB should be well protected. So they are safe, at least. And I am in pain and run down and generally don't want to get out of bed in the morning.
So yeah, that's my crap news: I have shingles. That's how being at work is going. Sigh.