I debated about posting this non-woodworking advise, but thought you need to read this.
Get your shingles vaccine. Run – don’t walk to your doctor.
It started five weeks ago with what I thought was a kidney stone and the obligatory wrecked back. I did everything wrong – didn’t get the vaccine, or run to the emergency room at the first sign of a colony of angry fire ants holding war games on my midsection. Did I mention you should get your vaccine? Listen, I’ve skidded down thirty yards of tar and gravel hardpan behind a motorcycle hurling sparks into the nightime sky, my right kidney has birthed a litter of stones including one dreadnaught the size of a German mauser rifle bullet, I’ve busted fingers, broke ribs, and gotten knocked out by a rock hurled by my best boyhood pal. I’d trade all those in exchange for not having this present malady. In fact I’d trade a grade four Parker side by side shotgun, a truckload of Cuban Mahogany, and a Sandusky Rosewood centerwheel plow plane for not having to go through this. I swear the Doc has me on placebos, but he says if all goes well, I should get some relief in another month. Did I mention you should get your vaccine?