Second time posting here. My first post was more about the disease itself, now I’m going to vent a little and just ask if anyone has been through similar experiences. Just share, if you feel like it.
I recently developed shingles. About 10 days ago, I had a fight with my boyfriend and decided to leave. I gathered my things while he was out. I couldn't stay away for more than 24 hours though, we made up and I came back home.
The first symptom was a small rash, a really tiny one. I thought it was an insect bite, since I’d spent a lot of time on the couch at that other place, which is pretty old. I didn't pay much attention to it. Almost five days later, a second rash appeared at the same level but on my back, followed by small clusters of lesions that looked like pimples. I saw a doctor that same day and I was diagnosed with shingles and started treatment immediately.
Now, four days later, the rash remains practically unchanged. But something else is going on. My boyfriend seems kind of... indifferent? I don't know if I'm overanalyzing the situation, I am also notoriously anxious, but that's the feeling I get.
Maybe it's because I cleaned the apartment this weekend, or because I'm sleeping normally, but... I am feeling itchiness, a little pain and stuff, but I wasn’t completely immobilized yk.
I turned down his advances to have sex (I’m not feeling sexy or comfortable), complained when he touched the skin where the sores are, and declined invitations to go out because I'm worried about the risk of contagion. I also asked him a couple times to take the dog out by himself when he was busy cooking for example, because I am not comfortable walking around.
At first, I tried to explain that it's a tricky illness and that the pain comes and goes, and it might eventually get worst even without the rashes . Also the fact that he hasn't looked anything up about it? Like, I think he might believe that since I've started treatment, I'll be fine soon and that I'm just being lazy. But what makes me anxious is thinking that I would have looked it up myself if he was saying he felt bad.
And today he told me it could be worse. Now I have the feeling that not only am I unlucky to develop an uncommon disease related to the stress I was feeling, that I shouldn’t bother other people with it and keep it to myself, since he won’t believe me if it eventually gets worst.