home alone

November 26, 2008

home alone

i should have known the eye goo wouldn't end with the kids.

yesterday i felt like i had a piece of grit in my eye all day long. i was in the classroom helping out, and was blinking, wondering if yet another eyelash, overwhelmed with the rare experience of having mascara applied to it, had jumped ship and landed in my eye.

by 4.30 the eye was swelling.

by 6.30, right around the time i was leaving for a board meeting, the eye was vile and red and closing quickly.

i managed to stay for the meeting, forked down some gorgeous chilean sea bass, but left before dessert because i could tell the other diners, although heroic in talking to me and not staring at my blowfish type eye, were bending under the strain.

during the night i got up three times to attend to the eye, which was a bit gooby, but still not that bad. i put ice on the swelling, hoping it would bring it down.

this morning at 6.30 i looked revolting, this was unfortunate, because i had committed to help stephanie sell her calendars and other gorgeous lang products at the american club. only one option...wear sunglasses.

thanks to ibuprofin, eyedrops and good conversation, the day wore on. and when i got home, i was met with the news that the kids had watched home alone. this is fine. they've seen it several times.

the kids, once they had exclaimed over my swollen eye, launched into the plot of home alone.

"and mummy, home alone gets left in his house all by himself"

"and mummy, home alone screams like this"

"and mummy, home alone fights the baddies."

and after hearing the three swift synopsis i realised that the kids think the kids' name is home alone. i asked sela, who generally is pretty quick on the uptake, if she had any idea what the boy's name was.

"mummy, he is home alone."

"but what is his name, kitten?"

and then carys said to me slowly, "HOME ALONE".

this was getting very "who's on first" so i had to leave it.

my jaw is aching and along my neck little lumps have appeared which charles says is the infection from my eye branching out. i love being married to a doctor's son. it is a distinct turn on at times. however, given my appearance right now, i will have to put my attraction on simmer.

i actually don't have time to be sick. does anyone else feel like that?

i felt incredibly guilty. this morning when sebastian saw my eye he said, "mummy, is your eye like that because you have been on the computer so much lately?"

bad mummy bad mummy bad mummy. the eye is an outward sign of my inner badness !!

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sorry to hear about the eye... I agree with MC's diagnosis.. get it checked :-)
Love your big sis ,,
P xo

Posted by: auntie pammie | November 26, 2008 at 08:57 PM

It could be worse. I remember my Chemistry teacher who had a glass eye. One day he was washing a petri dish in the janitor's monster sized sink, his glass eye popped out and went down the drain. My teacher was despondent in that he had lost another pupil.

Love to all....Dad

Posted by: Dad aka GDad Blake | November 27, 2008 at 02:22 AM