I suppose it’s best to get all these bad physical things out of the way before I go to Europe, but lemme tell ya, I’m fed up!
In January (February?) it was my ankle.
In April it was my knee.
As of last night, it is my eye.
I went for a walk last night and my right eye started watering uncontrollably, feeling like when you are walking into a heavy wind and it’s making your eyes tear up. My mum put some drops in when I got back to her house and it made it feel better for a short time, but when I went to bed and closed my eyes, I got a pain on the inner corner of my socket, and my eye again started watering. I couldn’t close my eye! I took some Tylenol but it didn’t do much good. The only position that I could close my eye was if my head was parallel to the bed, looking down at it. Obviously I would not be able to breath if I tried to lie like that, so I was supporting my head with my hands and just … lying there. It wouldn’t have been so bad but I had to open today at work so I had to get up at 4:30.
I barely slept. It felt a little better when I got up but I kept having episodes during my shift – my eye would start to hurt, start to water, and then get really bloodshot. Then after about a minute or so, it would stop. I went to the clinic and they couldn’t see anything, so the doctor sent me to the ophthalmologist down the hall. They managed to squeeze me in after only a 20 minute wait, and after the doctor did a couple tests, he told me that I had a piece of iron on my cornea.
wtf? Where had that come from? Do we have random small pieces of iron floating around in the air?
Then he bandaged me up to look like a pirate. I had a white patch over my right eye secured with scotch tape that I was supposed to leave on until tomorrow morning, but I’ve taken it off to watch the game.
Speaking of which, Nazzy just scored and I must go to concentrate on the game. And for the Nazzy haters, it’s his fourth goal of the playoffs and it’s time for y’all to shut the fuck up.
Anyway, my eye is still sore and feeling weak, and as soon as the game is over, I’m gonna bandage it back up so that it can continue to rest until tomorrow, and fingers crossed it will be better by morning.
Footnote: Anaheim Ducks are a bunch of cheap bastards. I’ve been trying to avoid being a hater but they are so cheap. Bastards.