Wednesday, June 04, 2008
I'm sorry folks. Poker is coming, I swear.
Old age sucks. Hitting 40 has made me crabby and prone to hitting bed by 10pm.
Truth be told, it's been a freaky week because apparently on Sunday, blood vessels exploded in my left eye, causing the white in my eye to turn a dark shade of cloudy deep red. It's pretty gross and frightening.
Co-workers are running away from me in abject horror. My lunch buddies refuse to eat with me unless I wear an eye-patch (solution: they chose duct tape).
It's extremely disconcerting.
I finally went to an eye specialist today who did all sorts of tests and was very surprised to find that I still have 20-20 vision.
At the end of the tedium, he told me I had two options.
He could give me some eye drops to treat my eye, and at the end of the week, it would be fine.
Or I could choose to let it heal on it's own, and at the end of seven days, it would be fine.
Ophthalmologist humor. Who knew?
That being said, I chose the latter.
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