I got shingles in my early 30s. My dad got it in his 70s. My shiz was insanely painful and an awful experience, but his is ongoing. He had it on his face and everything. Yikes.
Gout fellows. All I've got is gout. I dropped a five foot by four foot wall of concrete and tile on my toes wearing tennis shoes breaking my big toe, and it was a walk in the park compared to the gout before I got it medicated. I've been kicked by a horse, thrown from a running horse, and slung from a moving vehicle, and I'd probably do all of those again to never have a gout flare up equal to the first one.
Damn, you guys got it all over me. The only thing I can say is I was shot in an armed robbery attempt.
