One-Eyed Julie

I am sitting home from church, typing this with my eyes closed so we'll see how it goes. Remember I said I cut my eyeball? Well, I really did.

See...

That is not the best picture (taken on phone) and you may or may not be able to see the tear or lumpy gooey tissue around it? Luckily I have small squinty eyes so most of that is not visible to the people who have to look at me.

On Wednesday I opened my front door and it was windy (it is always windy!). I felt something blow in my eye and it hurt, but it happens all the time. I thought about going in to remove and clean my contact lens but just rubbed my eye a few times and headed off to back to school shop.

Wednesday night my eye felt bruised and was bloodshot. I took out my contact lenses and figured we would be all clear by morning.

Still bloodshot in the morning. Oh well, I figured if anyone noticed it would just look like I had been crying about the first day of school.

Thursday night there was swelling and I could see what looked like a tear in my eye and maybe the start of an infection. But because I hate to go to the doctor for any reason I kept waiting for it to go away. I even kept wearing contact lenses because my glasses are a really old prescription and have been sat on by my kids a handful of times. I tried to get new ones last year but my eye doc said NO. He said he wants me to get Lasik and not spend money on glasses. I assured him that I would love to get Lasik if insurance covered it (and I actually think they SHOULD if you are legally BLIND, like me, but that is a soapbox for another day) but that I wanted glasses in case I ever needed to remove my lenses. He still said no.

So I was trucking along with my bum eye when I woke up on Saturday and noticed that I couldn't really see out of my left eye. I called Nurseline and chatted with my Nurse mother in law via text message and was told to go get it checked and not to drive. I was supposed to go to a Primary baptism and had to pass my duties along to LeShel so I could get to a doctor where I learned what I already knew. I tore my eyeball and then it got infected. The retina is good though so they told me to see an eye doc ASAP to see if they want to stitch the tear. I had no idea they stitched eyeballs and I am pretty sure we are not going down that road since only the white of the eye is affected.

So I am applying my ointment which makes me completely blind in one eye and trying to function on one eyeball. I kept trying to get ready for church today and struggling so Seth finally patched my eye and told me to stay home. I may never show my face again now since I left LeShel flying solo in Primary today. I am afraid this weekends flakiness may be perceived as an attempt to get sprung from my calling, but I promise it is not. Church is fun if you are in Primary. The last thing I want to do is get sent back to the big kids table. Oh and speaking of the big kids, I am FINE. This all sounds more dramatic than it really is. If any of you send the Relief Society anywhere near me I will hunt you down. I feel fine and if anything I am ashamed that I let this dumb thing keep me home. I mean, what if I was permanently blind in one eye. I would learn to cope and I wish I had coped better today. I am so not looking for attention. I hate attention! Just documenting for my posterity.

And now I think I will post something else so this post gets buried from view as long as any bad closed eye typing will be forgiven.