In high school I never liked the color pink: too girly. In the past two years, I have developed an affinity for the color pink in my wardrobe, growing my pink tops from one to about six. But this week, the color pink hit me in a bad way: in Evan's eyes.
Yes, you know it- good ol' Pink Eye.
If you have ever experienced Pink eye, you know what a disgusting illness this can be. Evan has woken up every morning this past week with at least one eye stuck shut from mountains of stuff-- what I call goop-- closing his eye shut. Today, we were blessed to have both eyes sealed off! Ev was stumbling in his bedroom like a blind man, crying because he needed to go to the bathroom and couldn't see the toilet!
Cautiously, I sat with him on the group and delicately wiped his eyes until they became unglued and he could peer through the spiderweb the pink eye has dealt him.
Not only are the mornings a blessing, but the afternoons are wonderful as well. The corner and center of his eye are constantly glossy with something that looks like green pus seeping out. If I -- or any of the other members of my family- come into contact with that lovely substance, we will get it as well.
I have been psychotically reminding the boys this week: "Don't touch your eyes! Not even a little. Use your shirt if your eye is bothering you!" So far- so good!
As for myself, I have been paranoid all week. From the moment I learned he had pink eye, my eyes itched.I have constantly been touching them- with my shirt, of course! I have been certain that I am also falling to the inevitable nasty end. (I don't really think I am; I am just scared to have the itchy eyes!)
I have been treating Ev all week with prior Pink Eye eyedrops that we had at home, but I am succumbing today and taking him to the doctor so that we can rid this pink eye pestilence.
So, now I am holding a grudge against the color pink. I am banning my pink shirts for at least a week until I can bear to face the color again!
3 comments:
Oh Pink Eye is the worst! When my brother, sister, and I were kids one of us always seemed to contact Pink Eye Christmas morning. Of course the two that didn't have it that year would sit in the bedroom and complain because we were waiting to open our presents. :)
Oh ick.. Poor Ev. So hope you don't get it! At least you got another day off school, right? More grading to finish!
YULK!!! Enough said.
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