Pink Eye - The Aftermath

So my eye has finally shed the devil that is pink eye - I hope. I NEVER want that again. Call me a wine-bag, that freaking hurt.

It takes ALOT to make me cry.

I called my sister yesterday afternoon and my nephew answered the phone "Hey Aunt stinky pinky eyeball." At this point I had put my second round of medicine in and it burned . . . bad. I broke down crying. When my sister got the phone from him I was wailing.

It was one of those funny not so funny until you look back on it moments. It wasn't until she realized I was in paid that her voice went from happy go lucky to "Oh know! Are you ok?"

I slept on the couch last night for fear I would infect our newly washed sheets with my skank eye.

"Knock on Wood" my hubby has not got pink eye yet and I am hoping I can tame down the lysol a little.

My house, car and office smell like a Lysol can.

My sisters mother in law died this morning. SO SAD. Wasn't expecting that too happen.

I think brother in law is in shock, but saw it coming eventually. Again, so sad.

I trimmed my palm tree and amazingly, it's not dead like I thought it was.

We are doing yard work ALL weekend.

Say a prayer for my family, it's never easy when you loose someone close.