I am a moron.
For the polite, they'll think, "Oh no dear, what could you possibly you mean?" But for those of you who know me, you'll think "What the hell did she do now?"
Well...to make a long story short: I impaled my eyeball on a Christmas tree. Yup. Yesterday, whilst stringing the lights, I bent over to grab another strand and accidentally jammed a branch of Frasier Fir into my eyeball. UNDER the eyelid. The branch shredded my contact lens. I'd like to say that I took it like a champ, but instead I squealed like a little girl with pigtails. I can handle just about anything gross -- heck, I can watch the surgery channel during dinner. But the only thing I can't deal with...is the eyeball.
So, after a visit to the doctor, it turns out I have a 2.5mm corneal abrasion (pretty big as far as the eyeball is concerned.) I was supposed to wear an eye patch all day, but Mark kept saying AARRGG, AYE MATEY every time he saw me so I gave up. So after a few days of antibiotic eyeball ointment (and Cabernet) I should be healed. SAD!!
Monday, December 1, 2008
Running with Scissors
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4 comments:
GOODNESS!!! Hope you are feeling better. That just makes me cringe and I have an iron stomach like you do!!
ooo...yucky. Yeah, I'm real fussy about my eyes. When I first got contacts, it took me three visits to get them in my eyes. Luckily, my mom worked for the eye dr and he was very patient with me. Get better!
Oh, you poor thing! I'm glad I've already strung the lights on our tree or else I would have been completely freaked out imagining your ordeal the whole time...... I hope Mark finished the lights for you! :)
ouch! OUCH!! BIG OUCH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Hope you're feeling better!!
love,
aunt doris
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