It went something like:
Me: Good morning Kooner! You're such a good girl! ((cuddle cuddle tummy rub))
Kirby: Oh Mommy! Oh Mommy! I'm so excited to see you! If I could just...get...a little...closer...ennnnnnnnnnh! ((Karateeeeeeeeeeee PUNCH! to the face with a furry claw!))
If that wasn't it, what could it be? Hmmm...
The eye funk was annoying, but nothing spectacular or day-breaking, so off to work I went. La de da! Work work work. Touch touch touch (my eye). Red red red.
I didn't want to go to the clinic, I just didn't want to. However, at the end of the day I decided I must go for the sake of my 'bulb and those around me. Since I don't have a general practitioner here, it was either go to the work clinic or have my OB/GYN perform an eye exam on me. The choice was clear.
Diagnosis: The Pink Eye
Impact: Banned from work until it clears up. Literally. They don't want me infecting any spacemen or spaceladies.
Remedy: Antibiotics just in case it's bacterial. "Time" if it's not.
So how 'bout that folks? My first case of pink eye. Whee!
Good news is I have a long weekend now. That, my friends, is alright with me.
4 comments:
Ughhh to the Pink Eye... but long weekend = SCORE!
Hope you and your bulb are feeling better soon.
is it sad that i'm jealous? ;)
i figured out that really you are faking it because you didnt want to do level 2 of the shred last night ;)
So a long layoff from blogging to return with a story about infected eye grossness, LOOL. At least it ends with you getting a few days off from work.
i realize this post was from march, but i had to comment. you are SO lucky that was your first case of pink eye! i got it just about every other semester of college, and have had it several times since then too! yuck!!!
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