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Sibling set: Julian, Camille, and baby Lucy

Born yesterday to rivka: Colin Randolph; big sister is Alex.

I am so tired this afternoon it is all I can do to stay vertical. It's got to be the shingles; I've been getting reasonably decent sleep, and I can barely focus my eyes. I would have gone home to nap, except that would have required walking home, and I don't think I could have done it. Tomorrow is a night shift, so I can nap after walking Casper to school in the AM.

The nurse took one look, and the doctor took one look, and they both said, "Shingles!"

The doctor had never heard of Doctor Google (though she is a young woman!) so I didn't even mention that my invisible internet friends concurred in the diagnosis.

I have a prescription for Valtrex (which is safe for breastfeeding! Now you know.)

The pain right now is moderate - the rashy bits, which are small, are kind of itchy, and the part that looks absolutely fine is burny and sensitive to touch (inlcuidng clothes and sheets, and of course it's on the side where I hoist the Dillo and carry my enormous purse), but I'm not actually feeling more run down than usual, and I would certainly not describe it as terrible pain right now. I've had MUCH MUCH worse discomfort from poison ivy (remember when I got that on my face and everywhere when I was pregnant with the Dillo?) So, here's hoping the Valtrex keeps it mild. Also, here's hoping my coworker's 8 month old, whom I saw but did not hold or touch on Saturday, doesn't get chicken pox (he's too young to have been vaccinated). That would make me feel terrible, irrational though that is (I had no idea I'd get shingles on Monday.)