I may want to consider waxing my eyebrows in the future. I say this after the freak eyebrow tweezing incident that happened last night, of course. Milo, who is now temporarily relegated to second-class status, sitting on the sink watching me as usual. Well with the tweezers in midair coming towards my face, the little brat bumped my arm and, in case you hadn't guessed yet, the tweezer went right into my open eye!
After about 5 minutes of my eye tearing and debating whether I should go to the emergency room or not, I call my mom who tells me that yeah I should probably do that. She also decided that I probably shouldn't drive and that she should take me, cool bc I couldn't really see anyways.
I was at the emergency room for 3 hours last night, for a whole 5 minutes total of treatment! It wasn't too awful and besides the pain I actually found the whole thing quite amusing - sitting there with one eye closed getting double takes from people thinking I was winking at them, making glass eye, blindness, eye patch & pirate jokes, and the looks on people's faces when I explained why I was there in the first place.
The non-amusing part was when the doctor was actually looking at my eye. I really had no idea I would be such a big baby about it, I'm fine at the doctor or dentist, but not too much experience with eye stuff. I guess that's the one curse of perfect vision, you act like a total freak when someone has to actually do something to your eyes. It was like that episode of Friends where Rachel freaks about the eye doctor, very embarrassing. I could tell the doctor was getting a little pissy, but I really didn't care.
I did wind up having a scratch on my eye, so now I have to put in drops for the next few days and it hurts a lot. I can't wear eye makeup either, I couldn't even tell you the last time I left the house without mascara before today. Also, I can't wait to see how much the hospital actually charges me for this (no insurance
). Milo is now banned from the bathroom during makeup time!! Seriously this could only happen to me!!!
I was at the emergency room for 3 hours last night, for a whole 5 minutes total of treatment! It wasn't too awful and besides the pain I actually found the whole thing quite amusing - sitting there with one eye closed getting double takes from people thinking I was winking at them, making glass eye, blindness, eye patch & pirate jokes, and the looks on people's faces when I explained why I was there in the first place.
The non-amusing part was when the doctor was actually looking at my eye. I really had no idea I would be such a big baby about it, I'm fine at the doctor or dentist, but not too much experience with eye stuff. I guess that's the one curse of perfect vision, you act like a total freak when someone has to actually do something to your eyes. It was like that episode of Friends where Rachel freaks about the eye doctor, very embarrassing. I could tell the doctor was getting a little pissy, but I really didn't care.
I did wind up having a scratch on my eye, so now I have to put in drops for the next few days and it hurts a lot. I can't wear eye makeup either, I couldn't even tell you the last time I left the house without mascara before today. Also, I can't wait to see how much the hospital actually charges me for this (no insurance