I Sty, With My Little Eye

It all began yesterday when I woke up and could feel something in the corner of my eye. I rubbed and rubbed, and forgot all about it as I went about my day.

Then, as the day progressed, my eyelid got heavier and heavier, and sore. It was to the point last night where my vision was blurred because it was causing my eye to aim somewhere else, and my glasses aren't set up for that.

I went to the clinic today and it turns out I have a sty.

I've never had one before.

Now I have to put ointment in my eye, four times a day, for five days. I'm not one to handle stuff going in my eyes, so not sure how this is going to play itself out.

When we first got our cats, we used to have to wrap Spike in a towel to put ointment in his eyes. Shawn jokingly mentioned that he was going to wrap me in a carpet and do the same.

It sounds funny, but it might just have to come to that.

P.S. I'm not complaining too loudly. There are people FAR worse off than me. Our friend Larry for example has incredibly swollen balls. I prefer the eye, thank you. I hope he's ok.

xoxo