I’m sitting here trying to decide if I should poke my eye out with a fork or scoop it out with a spoon. Yeah, it’s been one of those days.

I woke up this morning a little congested, but not bad. At least not bad for me considering I’ve been dealing with asthma and sinus problems every single day for the last four plus years. I’ve been on the verge of a cold for over a week, praying my daily vitamin and the long string of several different antibiotics I’ve taken so far this year would hold it off. No such luck.

I also woke up with a red, scratchy eye. I thought it was my contact so I took them out, cleaned them, left them in solution while I got dressed and put my hair up and then put them back in. But by mid-day my eye was still red and itchy. Now I’ve been home for several hours, wearing my glasses, and my eye is still killing me. At this point I can barely see out of it. It’s not my contact. It’s my eye. I wish I would have realized this earlier in the day so I could have gone to my family doctor for some eye drops.

But I did see one doctor today; my ENT. Again. Pretty soon Lee is going to think we’re having an affair, I see him so much. [He is kind of cute too. ;)] We went through the same routine. We talked about how I’ve been feeling. He looked at my nose. We did a CT scan. And then, for shits and giggles, we scheduled surgery. Yes, I gave in and am going to let him roto-rooter my nose again. Only this time he’s going to go in to the upper sinus cavities which are much closer to my brain. Sounds like fun doesn’t it?

But the best part of the day is that somebody must have breathed on me wrong in the waiting room of the doctor’s office because ever since my visit my nose had been stuffed up. And I’m miserable. Good thing I dropped that art class or I’d be miserable in class for four hours tonight.

Yes, I “gave in to the demon” [as my mom likes to say] and dropped the class. I was on the verge of a panic attack on Saturday thinking about how it was only two days away from having to step foot in that classroom again. Then when I was cleaning house yesterday I “accidentally” threw away the two drawings I did in class last Wednesday that I was supposed to work on and turn in tonight. I also “accidentally” threw away the syllabus that had the list of supplies I need to buy. It’s odd how it “accidentally” leaped out of it’s secure spot in my folder, tucked away in my zipped school bag under my desk and landed in the recycle tub. And then today was garbage day so I have no way to recover it. Bummer.

In honor of my lost school work and syllabus I’m going to take a few moments of silence. In my bed. With my blankey. And pillow. Otherwise known as a nap.

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