Shingles the physical manifestation of stress

They were surprised that I last this long before coming in for a checkup. According to them, this is a very painful condition to be in. From my point of view, I only wanted to find out if there is a way for me to stop getting distracted by the inconvenient feeling that began 5 days ago.

Shingles is the resurfacing of chicken pox what lies dormant in a person’s nervous system. The method of storage is unknown and the method of reactivation is unknown. Apparently, something triggers the nervous system to start making the very virus that causes the pain. Yes, the liquid that oozes out of the sores are actual varicella virus and contagious, but unless you touch it with a part of your skin that has open wounds, you won’t catch it. Or if you somehow rub your open wound all over my pants.

It’s painful all right since the virus uses the nerves to travel to the surface of the skin and creates sores at the numerous nerve ending clusters. To those of you who never had it. It’s like getting stabbed randomly and repeatedly by the tip of a knife.

Supposedly, at around 50, when your immune system gets weakened, it has the most chance of surfacing. Otherwise on a healthy person like me who’ve never experience the fever that precedes the viral outbreak, the only unofficial explanation is by some nervous shock induced by psychological stress.

Consider that I have been working full time to come home and either day trade or write my game till well into the night,  while, at the same time, dancing salsa about 3 hours/week. I would say that psychological stress is the most probable cause. I am just angry that I can’t put my body on overdrive as much as I wanted to.  Not if I want another episode of shingles for a month and risk having phantom knives stabbing me for the rest of my life. Seems like I have to slow down, meaning no more programming at the doctor’s waiting room in pain while the babies around cried their crescendos.

For the right prices, I would risk it, but at the moment, nothing is worth that much yet. It is my life’s philosophy to step into my coffin with a body that’s completely ruined, but I also understand that I can only ruin the body parts once. Choose wisely.

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