6/23/99 Evil eye.

Ouch.
My right eye started hurting last night.
Burning,
itchy,
red.
Swollen to a slit.

This morning my eye was crusty - my lashes painfully pasted together. I can feel phantom grains of sand colonizing the "dark side of my eye." Damn, I'm way too busy to call in sick, so I go in (five minutes late) wearing my sunglasses in an attempt to hide my "Boris Karlov evil-eye"
My Boss, Rick scolded me for being late... " Hey, sorry... I thought I was doing better about my punctuality... anyways, I have a good excuse this time."

I proudly removed my sunglasses to reveal my weepy - red eye.

" ...you better have that looked at" was Rick's advice.
I completed my days work, all the while hiding my freakshow right eye from the stares of my co-workers.

By the end of the day, my eye felt like it had expanded to the diameter of a golf ball; a runny, red, abraded, stuck-in-a sandtrap golf ball.

So, on my way home, I broke down and visited my doctor's office. A bottle of anti-biotic eye drops is supposed to clear it up in a few days. Great, 'til then I get to resemble quasimoto, and feel like somebody snuffed a cigar in my eye.

suffering the effects of monocular vision.