Apparently it’s a character in an 1980s film, as well as the centre of the above lovely song. And although I retain my second eye, I am indeed slowly turning purple. Or at least bright pink:
I have shingles and am stuck in bed for most of the next week. The Russian doctor has prescribed me a beautiful skin dye (which is the most effective dye I’ve seen and stains in seconds) to apply to the effected area to fight off the virus. As the bottle is small and problematic and the staining virtually instant, I have a large purple/pink area on the side where my infection is, and many small spots and splotches where I managed to spill it on myself by accident. Smooth.
I’ll let you know when I develop a taste for people.
At least you’ve maintained your sense of humour. Get better soon!
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Ha no point in being too mopey! Besides, it’ll give me a great new post — something like top tips for the girl with shingles– or– how to survive your shingles with style… 😛
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Oh no shingles must be terrible!
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