whaaaaaaa....??
The overnights are ... icky.
We're behind because the truck with the replacement fixtures broke down, so now we're trying to catch up, which is hard to do. When I left this morning, the store had opened, the guys were still installing the new CD racks, and none of the CDs were on them. I felt badly about having to leave, but it was rather necessary as:
my eye is screwed up.
I woke up yesterday afternoon with my left eye bothering me. Not unusual, as I live in my contacts, and sometimes my eyes just want a break. So I wore my glasses to work last night. As the night progressed, instead of the irritation going away, it got worse and worse, and my eye started leaking and hurting. Driving back home from Midtown this morning pretty much sucked.
My optomotrist doesn't work on Wednesdays. Mom called my doctor and got me in to see her. At first she thought I had the worst case of pink eye she's ever seen -- my eye wasn't pink so much as fire-truck red -- until she realized that there was no itching, no puss, and my tears were all completely clear. So she calls in a favor with an opthomologist friend of hers and gets me an appointment within 2 hours. I'm grateful, because by this time I'm so photo-sensitive that walking outside with just my right eye open makes my left eye HURT.
The opthomologist intially thinks pink eye also. But then he puts these nasty stinging drops into my eye and looks at them with a blue light and sees ... a bacterial ulcer. I have no idea how the hell I came into that one. But it hurts more than the cut I had on my cornea last summer. I go back to the opthomologist tomrrow to be sure the drops are working. Lets hope ... they taste horrible.
So now I'm trying to stay awake late-ish, so that tomorrow night at work isn't as horribly painful as I know it's going to be.
Why me?
We're behind because the truck with the replacement fixtures broke down, so now we're trying to catch up, which is hard to do. When I left this morning, the store had opened, the guys were still installing the new CD racks, and none of the CDs were on them. I felt badly about having to leave, but it was rather necessary as:
my eye is screwed up.
I woke up yesterday afternoon with my left eye bothering me. Not unusual, as I live in my contacts, and sometimes my eyes just want a break. So I wore my glasses to work last night. As the night progressed, instead of the irritation going away, it got worse and worse, and my eye started leaking and hurting. Driving back home from Midtown this morning pretty much sucked.
My optomotrist doesn't work on Wednesdays. Mom called my doctor and got me in to see her. At first she thought I had the worst case of pink eye she's ever seen -- my eye wasn't pink so much as fire-truck red -- until she realized that there was no itching, no puss, and my tears were all completely clear. So she calls in a favor with an opthomologist friend of hers and gets me an appointment within 2 hours. I'm grateful, because by this time I'm so photo-sensitive that walking outside with just my right eye open makes my left eye HURT.
The opthomologist intially thinks pink eye also. But then he puts these nasty stinging drops into my eye and looks at them with a blue light and sees ... a bacterial ulcer. I have no idea how the hell I came into that one. But it hurts more than the cut I had on my cornea last summer. I go back to the opthomologist tomrrow to be sure the drops are working. Lets hope ... they taste horrible.
So now I'm trying to stay awake late-ish, so that tomorrow night at work isn't as horribly painful as I know it's going to be.
Why me?