So Claire got me good on Friday. Somehow, my spastic daughter managed to poke me in the eye while flailing around playing, actually getting a finger (or fingernail) ON my eyeball, and now it's red and ugly on the side of my iris. I'm still trying to decide whether to go to the doctor (and would I go to an eye doctor or a normal doctor?) or just see if it'll heal. Although today, I'm starting to lean towards going to see someone now that I think it's raised up where her finger made contact (eewww ....). It's so frustrating because you can't exactly look at the corner of your eye in the mirror (ever tried it?) so I don't know exactly how it looks except for how James describes it to me and the couple of pretty disgusting pictures I've taken so far. I do not recommend trying to take pictures of your eyeball.
Good times.
Sunday, August 24, 2008
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