Wednesday, April 11, 2007
I need a break
I need a bit of a break from what I am doing, so figured I would blog for the day. I was up late last night working on something, and up early working on the same thing. My eyeballs are drying up like little raisins. I have about fifty bottles of different brands of eye drops, so you would think it would be IMPOSSIBLE for me to have dry eyes. I could fund a small nation on what I have spent in eye lubricating products. It is not that they don't work. On the contrary. Most of them work fine. Great in fact. Like a breath of fresh air for your eyes. Only for some reason I cannot put eye drops in my own eyes. It takes me forever, and I blink each and every time. Or I turn my head at the last moment and end up with ear drops instead. I don't know WHY I can't do it, I just can't. My darling husband has, from time to time, tried to help me by putting them in for me. It never ends well. The final result is usually a lot of screaming, a bit of physical violence on my part, and my face covered in artificial tears that SHOULD be in my eyes but aren't. He has done everything from gently dropping them in while my eyes are averted to the side (it does not work. I know when the drop is coming) to actually SITTING on me and holding my head down. In that instance I kicked him pretty hard. I didn't MEAN to do it, I panicked. For a weak little blob with no energy, when I am motivated I am invincible ROFL. The last time we wrestled over the drops, he said "I am NEVER going to try and help you do that again. You are IMPOSSIBLE". He is right. I bought a brand that has a contraption on the end, supposedly to help idiots like me. It looks like an eye dropper botltle with an egg cup on the end LOL. You lie down, place the cup against your eye (with your eye open) then press down. Since it is dark in there you can't see the drop coming and supposedly your eye stays open. Fat chance. I have blinked each and every time. If DH tries the "sneak attack" method - you know, have a conversation with me and push it when I am not expecting - I blink every time. I think I can hear the plastic rub and swear there is a puff of air before the drop hits. My husband gets absolutely infuriated with me. "WHY CAN"T YOU JUST KEEP YOUR EYE OPEN!". Look, I am just overly protective of my eyeballs, okay? Sheesh. Somebody gave me a tube of eye "gel". You are supposed to sort of pull your bottom lid forward and squirt a line of this goo along it. Because it is thick you can't blink it away, and supposedly it is easier to apply. And I guess if you don't mind globs of vaseline stuck in your eye it is fine. IT WAS HORRIBLE. I couldn't see for an hour. If I could have plucked my eyes from their sockets and washed them, I would have. Without a doubt, the most disgusting feeling ever. According to my doctor there are some things I can do to help myself, aside from the drops. I can blink more. I tried that. Three homeless men and a crossing guard thought I was flirting and attempted to pick me up. Not working for me, I am afraid. I can drink more water. I don't drink much of ANYTHING in the way of liquids. I never have. If I drank a GLASS of water that would be a lot of water. No, something different please. I can stay off the computer. Now. You want to give me a snorting, choking, laughing fit? Tell me to stay off the computer. I am on this thing a MINIMUM of 12 hours per day. Sometimes longer. And if I add my personal time (blogging, recipes, looking up stuff, and so on) well forget it. There is no wonder I have rubbed the markings off three keyboards so far, and it ain't because I have sandpaper for fingers. He says the same thing for my hands (nerve damage sucks rocks). Stay off the computer to save what little function I have left. Is he joking? He also suggested I could get more sleep. Telling a mother that works full time she needs more sleep is like telling somebody they have to breathe to live. I KNOW I need more sleep. Now if somebody would just shove more hours into a day then I would be happy to comply. Some people just do not get it, do they? Oh well. I guess me and my dry eyes need to get back to work.