The pain started off with a three and then it moved on to a five on the pain scale. At its peak, it moved to about an eight or nine. I couldn’t have a restful sleep at night. The shots of pain would come every couple of minutes. And then I would just pray that it goes off quickly. I would say it is like somebody turning a screw. It was really painful. Despite the fact that my dad experienced shingles twice and my mom had it once, I did not heed the warning signs. I did not opt for preventive measures. Do something about it before it's too late.