John (DH) started having a small rash on his side this past weekend. Initially he just thought it was a bug bite or two. Then we wondered if it was poison oak and since he had scratched it, that it had spread. Last night he was complaining stating that it hurt a little. All of a sudden, it hit me. I told him that I think he has shingles. He said that he had briefly wondered the same thing, but then forgot about it.
This morning it wasn't any better and he said that he was going to the dr. Don't ask me why or how this came out, but all of a sudden, I said, "well, don't worry, Mama had shingles a few years before she died." It is just those moments when the absolute dumbest things pop out of your mouth. He just looked at me like I was absolutely insane.
I'll update later to let you know if I was right.