Excuses for not Posting Sooner

I  planned to do a big post, complete with pictures, of Noche Buena in Honduras.  Noche Buena is one big party with lots of food, music, food, dancing, laughing, and food.  Family and friends get together and celebrate Christmas Eve. Oh, and did I mention there is lots of food?

Unfortunately, this is the week I chose to have Salmonella, and an outbreak of shingles, which I don't understand, since I  had the vaccine for shingles this year.  So, instead of dancing and celebrating, I spent Christmas Eve here in the bedroom of our rented condominium.

                                                     Courtesy Kelly Wearstler

That is, when I wasn't here.

Courtesy Kelly Wearstler

Of course, If you look at the tile on the floor, that may be a clue as to why I was so lightheaded.

I finally asked Macho Man to either find me some Cipro and acyclovir, or go sharpen the machette, because I was dying.  I wrote it all down for him, including how much of each I needed, and off to El Centro he went. Macho has a brother and a sister who work at the local hospital and they flagged down a doctor who accommodated them, and gave them the medicines, just like I asked.  Nice Doctor said he knew from the way I wrote my wish list that I was an American trained nurse.  One of the nurses at the hospital slipped some Lomotil into the bag.

I fee much better since I started on some definitive medication.  I am still telling my face that we don't do ugly in this family, so while I haven't had a big outbreak of blisters, the left side of my face around my eye, brow, and scalp hurts to the bone.  If this is an example of a "milder outbreak with a shorter duration" of shingles, I am so-o-o-o glad I had the vaccine.

I make no promises, but I hope to post on the New Year's celebration at Pablo's.  Magda is a wonderful cook, and she has promised me there will be lots of food.