Yesterday I decided that scratching or otherwise irritating my left eye was a good plan. Feeling like gravel was crawling around my eye socket and leaking gallons of tears was really a great way to spend my day. The eye is still enjoying some post-apocalyptic afterglow today. Enough so that I didn't feel safe to drive to work (sad, I know). So I'm putzing around willing my eye to get better. It's much better than yesterday and I'm nearly certain a few more hot chocolates and thai iced teas will ensure a rapid recovery.
| November 26, 2007 10:48am | 
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