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here come the coke bottles
By heather | September 27, 2008
The last post about the portrait studio left out a few small details. Like the fact that it was pretty dirty. Grungy background curtains, and the toy props just looked…icky.
And the fact that I almost LOST IT when the photographer touched Emily Kate’s face in a futile attempt to wake her up.
And that I spent most of the time trying to keep Alex from touching his face, because I am a germ-o-phobic like that. My fear of cooties was well founded because…
Now Alex has PINK EYE.
Pink eye.
The virus that strikes fear in the heart of contact lens wearers because it means you’ll be stuck wearing glasses for at least a week. If you are like me - legally blind and wearing contacts for 15 hours a day - you don’t take the time to replace your glasses very often and are likely wearing the same ones you picked out and were groovin’ in back in 1999.
All day long, my eyes have been twitching just trying to trick me into touching them. Soon, without thinking I will unconcsiously find myself rubbing my tired eyes, which will be shortly followed by the sticky, lime-colored ooze that had Alex wandering into my bedroom this morning with one eye glued shut.
Ugh.
In the meantime, I’m sewing together mittens made out of Clorox wipes and trying to ignore the tingly sensations of viruses conga-ing across my eyeballs.
Topics: corporate disappointments, toddler stuff |
September 27th, 2008 at 5:30 pm
Oh, pink eye sounds like no fun. But I do hear you can treat it with breast milk, which I seem to recall that you have plenty of…
That portrait studio sounds pretty horrific.
alejna’s last blog post..isolation
September 29th, 2008 at 2:04 pm
Oh jeez… what a nightmere!
Miss’s last blog post..Stalled