13 August
The Eyelid Blues
So I woke up this mawnin' (dah NAH nah nah)
And I wanted to cry (daaaah nah nah)
I said I woke up this MAWnin' (dah NAH nah nah)
I couldn't open my eye (daaaah nah nah)
So I went to the mirror (dah NAH nah nah)
And saw to my surprise (daaaah nah nah)
That my eyelid was SWOLE shut (dah NAH nah nah)
On the left one of my eyes (daaaah nah nah)
Now my eye didn't hurt much (dah NAH nah nah)
In fact not one bit (daaaah nah nah)
It's just that my LEFT eye (dah NAH nah nah)
Looked like it was hit (guitar solo)
And as it went down some (dah NAH nah nah)
I saw a bug bite on my brow (daaaah nah nah)
An allergic reACTion (dah NAH nah nah)
Is what I think it was now (daaaah nah nah)
Now I've spent this whole day (dah NAH nah nah)
With ice packs and with gin (daaaah nah nah)
Hoping that SOMEday (dah NAH nah nah)
I'll look normal again (guitar break)
I got me a bad case of those no-account puffy lid bluuuuuHOOOOOOOOOEEEEES!
(thank you)
The only thing in the above that isn't true is the gin. I just needed a rhyme, yo, it's like Paul McCartney writing "the movement you need is on your shoulder"--it makes no sense, but it fits and it rhymes so it stays.
Also, Lennon liked it. McCartney's line, not mine. Though maybe he'd like my line too, you know, if I knew him and he heard it and he wasn't actually dead.
So anyway, I woke up this morning (dah NAH nah nah)...no, wait, sorry, I'll stop. I just had this friend who used to sing that if I ever said a sentence with that particular rhythm and it has stuck with me. I'll try to break it.
So this morning, I woke up (that's it) and I opened my eyes, and then I realized that I had really only opened one of them, that the other one was completely content to stay shut, so I went into the bathroom and looked at it, and was stunned to see that apparently someone had attached a softball to my eye.
No, wait, that was my eye!
It was absolutely huge, like the Puffy Lid Fairies had come in the night to sprinkle my eye with Puffy Lid dust and had tripped or become overzealous or something. I managed to pry my eye open a little, and it wasn't particularly red, and it didn't hurt or itch, it was just absolutely ginormous.
So Fran suggested letting the shower water wash it out and then use saline, and Cynthia suggested a cold pack, and Fran's advice was useless and Cynthia's good. After a few hours of gel packs, it had gone down enough to see the bug bite (now I think it's two bites) on my eyebrow, and that must have been what had pouffed it up like a soufflé. You know, rather than the fairies.
Here's the dilemma, though.
It's still pretty puffy, though not really enough for me to stay home, but I have already called in sick, explaining that I would have to go to the doctor tomorrow. This was before I noticed the bites and realized that it was a reaction.
It would be silly to stay home now, but I've already made the call. It's hard to go in when you've made the call. It's like a waste. But I took a sick day last week. And my Birthday Week vacation starts next week (those cards should start coming in any day now!) so I really have alot of work to do before then.
On the other hand, my eye is starting to bother me now, it's getting really itchy, but the skin is too delicate to scratch. Also, the eye is getting a little achy, like the light is hurting it. I should probably patch it.
Maybe it'll get real puffy again overnight. I guess we'll all know what I decided when you see whether there's an entry up by 10.30a EDT tomorrow!
What's a weird injury that you've gotten?
And we're still talking about dreams that we thought were true upon awakening, weeping at movies, true love, prophetic dreams, thoughtful presents, publicity, irrational fears, swearing, and Australian (and New Zealand) yumminess.
Today's horoscope:
Today you can improve your coordination. Practice will pay off in any sports or leisure activities you would like to get better at.
One year ago today:
"Was ever woman in this humour woo'd?
Was ever woman in this humour won?"
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