What's next!?

Sickness has hit our house the past couple weeks. I got a really awful cold that lasted well over a week, I was completely out of comission for days, and I still have a bit of a cough and still get a bit light headed, but all in all, I'm doing pretty good. Unfortunately I can't say the same about my hubby. Poor Shalum is just getting it bad. He went to the doctor a week ago, turns out he's got pneumonia. He's gotten pneumonia so many times since his early teens. He usually gets it about once or twice a year, except a few years ago he got a flu shot so he hasn't gotten it since then, til now of course. The shot was suppose to last longer than it did. Since he does get pneumonia quite frequently, the doctor gave him some strong antibiotics. Well today we thought he was having an allergic reaction to the drugs. He was getting, what we thought, some weird rash on his chest and back and his heart was just beating pretty fast. So he called the doctor described what was going on and they said it sounds like an allergic reaction. The doctor told him to come in right then, he almost told him not to come in and to stop taking the antibiotics, but then changed his mind and wanted to see him. And a good thing he did! Turns out Shalum has shingles. He's in the first stage. So the doctor gave him a prescription of antibiotics and a prescription of vicodin. The poor guy's in pain and he has to go back to work tomorrow night, or I guess I should say tonight. We can't really afford to have him take anymore time off. He just took 2 days off last week for the pneumonia and then 5 days last month to go to the summer games. His dad said that some years ago he had a guy on his crew who had shingles on his legs and he couldn't work. And it's a good thing we have such good insurance. The antibiotics for the shingles cost $185 but we only had to pay $25. The little guy just keeps getting all these health problems. If it's not mono, it's pneumonia, if it's not pneumonia, it's shingles, if it's not shingles, it's a torn muscle, or a badly rolled ankle, or something! But more often than not it has something to do with his lungs. I just feel for the guy.