Mom is home sick today. She said something about having a roof on her head.
Mom: Praline, it's shingles, not a roof.
Whatever! The important thing is - Mom gets to spend the whole day with me. It's what she gets for leaving me the past two weekends. Just kidding Mom.
The doctor said he thinks my mom has something called "Shingles" and he said she could be in pain for 4-5 weeks. She must go to the eye doctor this morning because the blisters are on her forehead near her eyes. Please keep my mom in your purrayers that she can heal quickly from this with little pain.
I'm sorry you feel bad today, Mom. I'll try to be good (but I can't promise).