Yes, it’s true. And it’s hilarious. Well, the meds may be making me LOL instead of freak out and cry, but it’s true. I have pink eye again. And I have no idea how I got it, considering I’ve been quarantined in my apartment since Monday afternoon.
I have a flair for the dramatic (shock). When I had pink eye last time, I hid myself in a high walled cube at work and refused to let the boy I liked see me in my glasses (NO EYE MAKE UP? THE HORROR!). He thought I was ridiculous and told me I still looked nice (swoon-worthy memory).
And this time, pink eye attached itself to me the same way it did before. Literally out of no where. I woke up and that skank had attached itself to my right eye like the skank whore she really is.
I hate pink eye.
And this morning when I saw it, I had a near anxiety meltdown because that means I’m back in glasses for at least a week, putting drops in my eyes and likely still having this thing on my eye for my birthday next week. That was enough to make me sob.
And instead of sob, I just started laughing. And could not stop. I’ve been breaking out in giggles all day about it because, really it’s kind of hilarious, and ridiculous.
So I’m off to the doctor tomorrow to get some drops and let her laugh at me too. Clearly, this beats having the mouth herpes any day. ANY DAY OF THE WEEK.
I hope this is the end of the ridiculousness of this week. Please let it be.